Not so indie and other things...

Got this from Jigsaw is an indie chick. Decided to post up my results as well then...

You Are 45% Indie

You're pretty indie, but you don't make a fuss letting everyone know. You just do what you like. You enjoy many types of things - from trendy to bizarre.

How Indie Are You?

Your Dosha is Pitta

You have a quick mind, a gift for persuasion, and a sharp sense of humor. You have both the drive and people skills to be a very successful leader. Argumentative and a bit stubborn, you have been known to be a little too set in your ways. But while you may be biased toward your own point of view, you are always honest, fair, and ethical. With friends: You are outgoing and open to anyone who might want to talk to you In love: You are picky but passionate To achieve more balance: Be less judgmental of those around you, and take cool walks in the moonlight.

What's Your Dosha?

Flat head?

I found out that I have many special talents. Check this out!!! Hmm... I guess doing yoga really helps with my posture. Heh heh heh! Otherwise, it just means that I have a flat head. Hmph! Me thinketh I can visit Africa and balance lots of fruits on my head. Yes... carry all the fiber around with me for my 7 portions of fruits and vegetables a day.

Extreme Makeover: Home Edition - The Treehouse

For fans of the hit series Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, here's the usual tagline: In a race against time on a project that would ordinarily take months to achieve, a team of designers, hundreds of workmen and even the neighbours, have just seven days to completely renovate an entire house - every single room, plus the exterior and landscaping...

Before: An ordinary treehouse with barely any furnishing and no room to move around is just not enough to sustain human life.

After: An exquisite house is build around the trees. In fact, no trees were harmed in the making of this house...

Flashdance... What a feeling!

First, when there's nothing... but a slow glowing dream...
That your fear seems to hide deep inside your mind...
All alone I have cried silent tears full of pride...
In a world made of steel, made of stone

Well I hear the music, close my eyes... feel the rhythm...
Wrap around... take a hold of my heart....
What a feeling!! bein's believin'!!
I can't have it all, now I'm dancin' for my life....
Take your passion, and make it happen....
Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life


Yes... flashdance... my style...

The corn blog

Since this is a slightly x-rated blog, I have changed the names of all the characters involved.

How much entertainment can an ear of corn give? This dehydrated corn costs only CAD$3 but it provided days of entertainment!! Funny and Shopaholic bought this and they brought it with them to Humming. The trunk of the car was so small and we were trying our best to fit everything (girls just can't travel light...) into it but decided to just pass the corn to La Mer to keep... BUT... SHE LOST IT!!

This opened up hours and hours of corny innuendos... Let me just list down some of it:
1. La Mer, are you using it as a sex toy? - It is ribbed, for your pleasure...
2. I guess you won't be lonesome tonight....
3. La Mer: I really dunno where it went!!!, Pirate: Wow... you can keep it in there for so long?
4. La Mer (making more excuses and drinking water at the same time): maybe it popped out... Pirate: Are you so hot down there until you got it to POP??? La Mer (choking on water and spraying it all out)... Funny: Ooh... you got her all wet now...
5. La Mer: All of you can go out and enjoy the view! I will stay in the car and look for the corn!! Pirate (under the breathe): Well... looks like you'll do anything to be alone with the corn!



Heh heh heh... I am sure you can come up with more... I welcome any additions!!

By the way, Pirate finally found the corn at the back of the car and La Mer was so relieved. I guess the corn helped relieved frustrations?? Hahaha!!

By the way, the second picture shows what happens to the corn when it gets HOT HOT HOT!!

Lavender

Do you actually know what lavender looks like? Or is it just a purple flower thingy in your mind? Well, there were heaps and heaps of purple flowers in Vancouver. On the way to Whistler, we passed quite a few purple flowers. Linda and I thought they were lavender so we were exclaiming "Lavender! Lavender!"

Jenny brought us crushing down to reality by informing us that it was NOT lavender. Hmph!

Oh well... it was purple anyways!

Words of wisdom

My project manager is half-baked... if you take a bite, you might get indigestion.
~GC: 29 May 2006

The wrong side of the bed...

This is a tale of the sadistic, killing alarm clock. With the advancement of technology, it has been quite a while since I used a proper alarm clock. After all, who needs one with our mobile phones at our side most of the time? We just need to set a time and bingo! Some smart person also created a button called “Snooze”. It is definitely one of the better creations of all time. However, if you are not used to the sound of the alarm clock, you might either:
1. Not wake up at all or
2. Jump out of the bed with your heart pounding

The Sheraton Wall Centre in downtown Vancouver provides each room with a radio alarm clock. We got a room with 2 double beds but the beds were slightly smaller than a queen size bed. Georgie and Jenny shared a bed and lucky me - I got a bed all to myself.

Since Georgie was the closest to the alarm clock, she was in charge of setting the alarm in the morning. The silly clock was 1 hour fast so she set it at 6 am. However, somehow during the night, she adjusted the time to the correct zone. At 6 am… the bloody alarm went off blaring and scared the shit out of us. Jenny jumped up in the bed (and promptly just turn over to sleep again) and Georgie, in her haste to switch the bloody thing off, fell off the bed and hit her head on the side table and landed with a loud *thump* onto the floor.

I panicked like mad! I shouted “Georgie!!! Georgie!!!” and she didn’t reply! I thought she died or something. Finally Jenny decided to roll over and join in the shouting match as well. So the 2 of us were shouting at poor Georgie who was just lying so still on the floor. Finally she moved one arm and rubbed her head… and said… “Ya… none of you bothered to even switch on a light!!!”

Whoops!