June 2005 – Page 2

I am Spider-Man

Four shots of espresso. Four! Not all at once lah! But four! Plus two kopi-pengs!

The walls aren’t high enough.

Turned out to be a really nice day despite

3rd Base, Dodger Stadium from the album “Chavez Ravine” by Ry Cooder
Surf stop: whatever

A boy’s gotta look nice too

This going on leave business gave me back my life this week and I still don’t know what to do with it. By the time I figure it out, it’ll be back to work.

Getting increasingly frustrated and saddened by matters of the heart and other parts, I did what any boy would want to do – I went and got a haircut. Actually, what prompted the emergency haircut was the TODAY artist’s caricature. That upset me a lot this morning. I couldn’t eat my breakfast after looking at it.

Cheryl the Chio Stylist was too busy to take any appointments, so I settled for Jonathan the guy stylist. Cheryl did say hi and thank me for saying nice things about her (on this blog! she read!) though. Izorg the shampoo boy / apprentice didn’t seem as happy.

Jonathan ran a comb through my hair and said, ‘are you balding or do you have a receding hairline?’

So I showed him the TODAY caricature and said, ‘See this? Fix it’.

And he said, ‘OK, I’ll give you a fringe’.

Having a new, unfamiliar stylist makes you make the obligatory small talk, and today, I offered, ‘yeah, my hair is confirm very messy one, and stubborn, because it’s the curse of being a Hainanese man’.

Jonathan says, ‘You Hainanese? Me too? See?’, and he takes off the beanie he’s wearing to show me his unmanageable hair and receding hairline. You know he’s earned his customer’s confidence by doing that, and he gets me a pretty decent upgrade on my hairstyle, which I am now still wearing proudly before I sleep and flatten the parts that aren’t supposed to be flat. Hopefully I’ll still look like Sonic the Hedgehog tomorrow morning. So stylo.

Polaroidonizer

Sweetest Thing from the album “B-Sides 1980-1990” by U2

Surf stop: textSOAP

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Debuting at your neighbourhood 7-11

Don’t go to the 7-11 to pick up a copy of TODAY, because the caricature damn argly, can?

Excerpt:

Most blogging services have comments systems which allow readers to leave comments. And some of the comments sections have taken a life of their own, and take up more space than the actual blog entry itself. For example, blogger ‘Finicky Feline‘ (www.finickyfeline.liquidblade.com) talked about her grouchy Sunday, and garnered thirty six comments. I expect even more comments on a later post, one about her wondering ‘how come 30+ year old men have mentalities of little kids’. I’m tempted to leave a comment there myself!

If tomorrow’s sun doesn’t shine

I’m a-kinda at a loss right now as to what to do next. Sure there’s work waiting, but I’m on leave, and shouldn’t even be thinking about work. I shouldn’t be thinking about a lot of things, actually, but you know the ol’ blain. The heat’s boiled it good and proper.

There was that aborted trip to Malaysia with Dad. I enjoyed that. I spent the day in Singapore running errands for Mum, doing some work, and then spending an inordinate amount of time shopping for clothes. I didn’t buy any, but my shopping partner did. Just as well, because the clothes she bought just looked like they belonged on her.

I really shouldn’t be thinking of that beach holiday I can’t have.

No matter what else, I should still be this cool when I’m 64 if I keep using a Mac