Thursday, January 25, 2007

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Mutilation, euthanasia and blatant abuse in disguise.

In the most appalling news I have read this year, this comes out tops.



Girl, Interrupted
The power to shrink human beings.


--By William Saletan
Posted Saturday, Jan. 20, 2007, at 7:06 AM ET

http://www.slate.com/id/2157861/?nav=tap3


Oh, the horror!


I cannot help but feel utmost sadness and pity for the poor girl. If people can get so riled about genital mutilation for religious purposes, they would be fuming at this. This, perhaps, is horror and abuse a thousandfold more.

In a way it gives caregivers, such as her parents, much ease when they are taking care of a girl whose brain stopped developing at 3 months. She cannot sit or roll or eat. Nothing. Not even basic functions. Her body never stopped growing, and her parents were having trouble taking care of her.

Sure, it was perhaps for the better good in her parents' eyes when they opted to give her a hysterectomy to stop menstruation, huge doses of estrogen to stunt her growth and limiting the growth of breasts through surgery. However, I just did not get that sentiment AT ALL. It just screams "it just makes taking her easier" all over. Making things EASIER for the parents.

"Indeed, the parents removed Ashley's breast buds in part because "large breasts could 'sexualize' Ashley towards her caregiver, especially when they are touched while she is being moved or handled, inviting the possibility of abuse.""


She can still be raped, sexually abused or physically abused. Isn't that so?

So, is it more feasible to just sterilize and neuter every bedridden and/or mentally challenged person because "it would make them safer against sexual predators"? If so, why stop at sterilizing all bedridden and mentally handicapped people? We might as well euthanise everyone. That way, we will eliminate ALL possibilities of them being 'sexualized by their caretakers' and abused in every way. I say it is all a load of bullcrap from the parents to justify this abuse.

This is not a humane way to take care of a disabled person. I call this outright mutilation.


Why are they allowed to carry on? I just don't get this.


I know this is a heavy topic. But hey, the world is not all pink cotton candy and prancing unicorns.

Poor, poor girl.


Friday, January 19, 2007

PMS, long distance relationship, manic obsession and survival.

I think I'm PMS-ing like there's no tomorrow so what better to talk about than love? Let's talk about love.

I'm in one. So are many others out there. The thing is, love hurts. And it sucks a lot. Many of my close friends ask me about us, so I might as well write it all down and let the whole world read about it, right?




J is away and we have this thing called long distance relationship. It is a lot of hard work. We don't get to see each other often, and in our case, we hardly have a conversation because of the nature of his job. But hey, what can I say? I chose the guy. ;)

When we do see each other, perhaps a few times a year if we are lucky, every minute is precious. We go to the movies, or just veg out at home. Nothing special, and nothing different from the rest of the world. So far, we have only been to the movies twice for the entire duration of our relationship. And that was last July.

I always say to my friends, that my relationship with J is akin to human vs dog years.
1 year of our relationship = 7 'dog years' of other people's relationship.

As we spend so little time together, we are happy all the time when we see each other.

-- Cute puppies!

But that has raised a question in my head. When will we ever spend enough time to know each other well enough to actually start a fight? Not that I'm looking to start one, just that I don't even know what ticks him off!

Even though we have been together for almost a year, calling our relationship "at its infancy" is an exaggeration. I think we're still somewhere between the first and second trimester of relationship-pregnancy.

This long distance relationship thing is very hard on both of us. I have an overactive imagination and I have thought of the worst possible scenarios while he's away. Plus I'm clingier than industrial strength clipwrap (in my opinion) so it is difficult when I don't hear from him.

-- Gladwrap, anyone?

How am I coping with him being away? I work, and I've been clocking quite a fair bit of hours at the office since 1 Jan. I stay back in the office a little (ONLY when there is stuff to do) because I figured, "What am I going to do at home anyway? Might as well work and get some off days in lieu." I write J a lot of emails, and I check my inbox like a maniac (every 2 minutes) because I desperately want to hear from him.

I can't sleep without waking up at night, just to have a quick look at my inbox, Skype and Msn. Just to see if he's around. We are in different time zones so it adds to the long list of things we have to overcome. I go out with friends. I shop. I blog. I do all the regular things.

And I write heaps and heaps of emails to him. I have never written that many emails to a single person throughout my entire existence. Do I have manic obsession? Oh well. Whatever you want to call it. I just want to hear from him.

I want this to work out. I want to survive this long distance relationship, and find out what comes after that. I want to find out what pisses him off. Many people have the chance to really spend time with their partners but still bitch to no end, expecting all sorts of nonsense from the other party because "he/she ought to do open the door/take out the trash/order food for me at the restaurant/give me the remote control. It's my right." I don't even see J enough to have meals together.

-- I will survive!

You don't know how lucky you are.


I should go hide in the corner, think about J, mope and maybe bawl my eyes out.

I kid. I kid. I'll just stick to moping.



Pelorus, Al Salamah and wrong information.

I was reading the local newspaper at the cafeteria yesterday morning when a tiny article caught my eye.
Abramovich's luxury yacht biggest and most expensive in the world.
And below the headline, a picture of Pelorus was placed ever so arrogantly.

-- Awesome, sleek and beautiful.

I spluttered and nearly got the hot coffee all over my shirt. Since when are the locals (I don't really want to put the country, in case I get sued and deported and bankrupted by the said country.) interested in yachts? Is it all because of the hyped up ONE'15 marina over at S**tosa Cove? Or this is truly a case of "Island State" Dreaming: Monaco Wannabe To-Be?

AND, Abramovich's yacht is NOT the biggest in the world. Do you know who your readers (particularly ME) are???

I am dating someone from the industry. *In my most arrogant voice* I look at megayachts in my spare time. Gawd. (I'm so cocky about this, it's funny.)

I laugh at you, LOCAL NEWSPAPER. I laugh at you.

Yes, Pelorus is absolutely beautiful. And it will not be stopping over at the new marina because the marina is TOO SMALL for it to berth.

-- I want to laze on the sundeck!

The biggest 'effin megayacht in the world is Al Salamah.

-- Star Cruise?

It is a friggin cruise ship with 82 rooms.

Most expensive? Alysia - US$116.7mil. Then again, this may not be totally accurate, since most owners and shipyards are discreet about such things.

Check out the Forbes list for more pictures and info.
Most Expensive Yachts 2006

http://www.forbes.com/lifestyle/2006/04/25/most-expensive-yachts_cz_ns_0426featA_ls.html


Ok ok. Back to work. Will be back soon with posts that are worth your attention.



Thursday, January 18, 2007

Spontaneous combustion, cell phones and natural fibres.

Spontaneous combustion?



Man's cell phone ignites in pocket
Fire burned his hotel room and caused severe burns over half his body

-- Associated Press
Updated: 11:17 a.m. ET Jan. 17, 2007


http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16643268/


Oh dear. I hope to God that's not a Motorola V3.


I think I'll stick to putting my phone in my bag, and wearing clothes made of natural fibres instead of synthetics like polyester.


Because seriously, polyester is going to melt and stick like a bitch to your charred flesh when you catch fire.







p.s. I promise I will write something more substantial soon.


Monday, January 15, 2007

Song that makes me feel I have not known true love.

I like the band Death Cab for Cutie. Noticed them from the time of Transatlanticism, and supported the band by buying Plans. It is still in my regular playlist. On a certain degree, they have sort of sold out and gone mainstream but as long as they don't churn out crap like the Backs*de Boys, I'm cool with them.

Anyhoo, everytime I listen to this song, I feel that I HAVE NOT KNOWN true love.




Who will be close behind when I do pass on?
Who will be clasping my hand before the Pearly Gates?

Who will be holding me when I am about to leave?



I do not have true love. =(


Death Cab for Cutie - I'll Follow You Into the Dark

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
'Son fear is the heart of love'
So I never went back

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes...
Are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark




"Things I've done" quiz.

Things I've done. Things I'll never do.

01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive (I can't drive stick.)
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid (Does the hotel that looks like a pyramid in Vegas count?)
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone (Errr.. nope but it'll be good to cross off the list.)
08. Said I love you and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris (Paris 2007/2008)
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
14. Seen the Northern Lights (that's probably Alaska 2010. I have to ask J.)
15. Gone to a huge sports game (NBA but I fell asleep.)
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables (I'm not capable of tending to a veg garden.)
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars
20. Changed a baby's diaper (good lord no.)
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity (like $2 when that's all I had left?)
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope (don't think I've been near a telescope)
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger (half a stranger?)
30. Had a snowball fight
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run (not the least bit athletic.)
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk.
42. Had amazing friends (have is a better word)
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign
46. Backpacked in Europe. (I didn't exactly rough it out... but I did go to Spain didn't I?)
47. Taken a road-trip (I did go to Spain and J drove us around...)
48. Gone rock climbing (not the least bit athletic.)
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland (the closest I've been is the inside of an Irish pub.)
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs
57. Pretended to be a superhero
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day
60. Played touch football
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud (I played in the sea during a storm...)
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken (Yet. Well, I hope not.)
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight (More like Final Fantasy X)
72. Gotten married (Not yet. No one asked.)
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch (People said they tasted like Famous Amos. Whoopeedoo!)
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an expert
83. Got flowers for no reason
84. Performed on stage (when I was in Primary school.)
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark (Shark's fin soup.)
88. Kissed on the first date
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house
91. Been in a combat zone (I visited Panmunjeon, the border of North and South Korea.)
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised children
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge (drove across it?)
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived (Is this an screen test for Lost?!)
105. Wrote articles for a large publication (does my blog count?)
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone's heart
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states (I should start counting..)
124. Visited all 7 continents (would love to do that)
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school
131. Parasailed
132. Touched a cockroach
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes
134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey
135. Selected one important author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating (I did fish and then got someone to slice it..)
137. Skipped all your school reunions (only some of them.)
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language (the kind that would make me fail my Computer Engineering course.)
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream (Maybe when I fulfil my globetrotting dreams.)
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care (nanna when she was sick. =( )
143. Built your own PC from parts
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you (I did give away the earrings I made.)
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident (but I do have freaky dreams of me either dying in a car accident or of a gunshot wound.)
150. Saved someone’s life



Sunday, January 14, 2007

I am worth..

Your Life Is Worth...

$801,000


I'm only worth this much!? I must be worth at least $100000000000000!

F*ck.


Thursday, January 11, 2007

Movies 2007.

Monsieur and Mademoiselle, grab on to your seats.

Now's the time for my annual "Movies To Catch - 2007". This is a yearly tradition over here at symin.blogspot.com and is not an indication of how critically acclaimed the movies may be. It's just a list of movies I want to watch.

And 2007 may just prove to be one awesome year at the cinema.


1) Spiderman 3
Release date: May 4, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: Venom.



2) The Simpsons
Release date: July 27, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: Homer in his undies, gorging out donuts with frosting. On big screen. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....



3) Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Release date: July 13, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: Voldy. He's the reason I am crazy about the series. I *heart* Voldy!



4) Bee Movie
Release date: November 2, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: Who doesn't want to see Chris Rock and Jerry Seinfeld in costume, in a CGI movie?



5) Shrek 3
Release date: May 18, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: Because I still can't really get "Accidentally In Love" out of my head. And I thought Shrek 3 would be on parenthood. How wrong was I.



7) Fantastic Four and the Rise of the Silver Surfer
Release date: June 15, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: While the guys go for the movie to see Jessica Alba, I just want some popcorn movie to rot my brains out. C'mon, they are superheroes!



8) Transformers
Release date: July 4, 2007
Reason to shell out for tix: I want to do that robotic rendition of "Transformers, more than meets the eye." I've been dying to do that. Anyhoo... I can only remember Optimus Prime and Decepticons from a distant childhood memory. It should be interesting to see GIANT ROBOTS non-cartoon style with people running around on the big screen.




So, have I missed out anything? Movies, anyone?



iPhone battle jam.

The legal battle royale has begun.



Cisco Systems sues Apple over iPhone
Company had trademarked name before computer maker’s announcement

-- Associated Press
Updated: 8:19 p.m. ET Jan. 10, 2007



http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16566514/wid/11915829?GT1=9013


It STILL is a pretty phone by any other name.


Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Pretty pretty iPhone.

I'm loving my new iPod. I peeled the plastic off it this morning and I was holding it like my newborn baby the entire time. It is so pretty it almost brings a tear to my eye. Gawd I can even see the album cover for the songs I have!

Life is good.

But life can be better! =)

Check out www.apple.com/iphone


-- Oh. My. God.

Takes my breath away.

I knew Steve Jobs had something up his sneaky sneaky sleeves. Apple introduced new Shuffle, Nano and Video. And from past experiences (like the time I got the bubblegum sized Shuffle and Nano came out almost 2-3 months after. I couldn't stop swearing after that. And those who got Nano and got trumped by iPod Video? I call that comeuppance.) , it is almost CERTAIN that Apple is gearing for something huge. Sneaky sneaky Apple Corporation.


We'll see if this product gets launched next year. I'm sure a legal battle is soon to ensue, since Linksys has a Skype-enabled phone called iPhone as well and Linksys has the phone BEFORE Apple. Patent and trademark infringements to plague iPhone if Apple does launch it under the name, iPhone.

But it sure is pretty!



Groundhog Day, bad memory and 2 questions.

I know I haven't been posting anything noteworthy or worth reading lately, and I apologize. Well not really. I don't get paid, or get any feedback from readers so sometimes it really does feel like I'm talking to myself.


The Newbie reported to work on the Christmas week and I have since been tasked to train him up. So I have been very busy. I just want to crawl into bed when I get home. And when I wake up in the morning, I go to work, and deal with the crap ignorant users report. I explain daily tasks and paint an overview of my department's work to Newbie, in the simplest layman terms so that he GETS it.

I work from 9.30am. I get tired and almost suicidal by 4.32pm. Pray for tea break by 5pm. And continue the mindless and soul-sucking tasks till 7pm everyday. It IS Groundhog Day where I'm at. And it sucks.


-- He reminds me of that Narnia animal.

I do have plenty of thoughts, Dilbert style ones. It would make for interesting "Just a thought" moments, but I just don't have time to jot them all down. The thing about my memory is that I forget things pretty quickly. So until some of those interesting thoughts come back, I'm drawing blank.

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Question 1: how do you go about dealing with people who are mopey, hopelessly "romantic" (read: deluded and in self-denial), and just can't give a topic a rest?

A friend went through a rough patch. Cheating partner and all that jazz. I felt sorry that things had to come to this, and did my best to cheer him up and give advice to help him. Initially he wanted to get the girl back, regardless of the entire situation. As much as I was skeptical about the entire outcome, I helped.

When the girl started behaving like the foulest bitch the world has ever seen, and without a single shred of shame/gratitude/goodness despite all that he had done, I told the guy to stop because I just don't see how she's worth all the effort. He persisted. And now $12000 down, mentally drained and up the wall, he is still insisting on planning a surprise trip to Paris in Feb just for 2 to win her back. All expenses paid.

I mean, if a surprise trip to US to visit her, diamond ring for his proposal (it's with her), the red iPod that she likes (who doesn't?), message in a bottle, music video with a collage of their photos that's over 15 minutes long (very lame), Fed-ex food from home, flowers and little gifts every week with little notes DO NOT warm the girl's cold cold heart, take a hint and just back off.


The worst bit of this whole drama? I get phone calls everyday. Phone calls that last over an hour, searing my V3 to my ear and cheek and scarring my memory for life with unnecessary sordid and sometimes explicit details about their 6-year long relationship.


-- Scarred.

He is slowly inching away from her (he informed me with his daily progress report on his relationship), but god do I have to put up with phrases like "I hope she knows I want her to be happy. I'm willing to let her to be free to be happy."

FUCK.

I mean, grow the fuck up and take it like a man. He was calling her nonstop, micro-analysing her words and almost stalking her. Stop talking to me about "I'm willing to let her to be free". Stop whinging and saying sappy crap to make you look like the wounded hero. Seriously shut the fuck up.


Can I just shoot him? If not, can I just shoot myself?

There's just so much goodwill can make me endure. I am going mad with all this wounded hero "I wish you can be happy" crap.

So seriously, how would you (in this case, me) handle this?


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Question 2: If your mom asked you to go shopping, or offered to get you whatever you want out of the blue one fine day, what would you say?

Mom did just that when I went home over the weekend. I was stumped. I mean, my mom clucks her tongue when she sees my shopping bags. Or any of my new clothes. She belongs to the sensible old school camp who champions for cautious spending and saving for a rainy day.

Life was much harder when she was young, she discourages waste. Life was hard when I was a kid too, and I do remember how life was. I mean, all this talk about discouraging waste and saving up make sense and ideally, I should be saving up now that I'm getting an income. But you know, temptation is everywhere.

Anyhoo, I was stumped. I looked at my brother, and he had the same "is she for real" look on his face. This is just not what mom would say.


-- He gets stumped too.

Maybe if she asked me a few years ago, I would have whipped out my wishlist or something. But now, I just don't know what I want. I am happy with what I have, I don't need anything new and fancy. My watch still works. So does my phone. I don't really need the Chanel bag I have been lusting after since god knows when. (Plus, I don't think mom had THAT price range in mind when she offered to buy us stuff.) I have everything that I need, so everything else is a want.

So I politely said no. Bro said no too.

Is there anything you really really want and will die if you go without?
What would you have said?


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I guess that's all I can remember today.


Have fun, take care and smile really wide today. Make sure you catch the look of the person next to you when you do that.

Cheerios.


p.s. Am I being insensitive to blab about other people's relationship problem? This makes an excellent Question 3.



Friday, January 05, 2007

Christmas present, sick leave and shoebox of chocolates.

I have finally opened up my Christmas present.

-- Thank you Big Fish!

It is sooo pretty. I was so careful taking off the shrinkwrap because I want the box to come out unscratched and all. It's breathtakingly gorgeous that I promptly put it back in the box and kept it away.

I'll charge it up some other time.

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On another note, I am f*cking sick.

-- My pills.

I was nauseous and my head was splitting this morning. I was coughing all night and it kept me up. I barely managed to work for an hour before calling my supervisor in defeat, telling him I would be on sick leave today.

I think my body is starting to fall apart. I need plenty of rest and relax. I need to get away. What a way to start a new year. First the allergy, now the fever and cough.


And the best present to get when I'm SICK?

A load of chocolates in a box the size of a shoebox.

-- Some Japanese chocolates.

I think J would love this.


Oh god.. I want some choccies now.




Yummy.


Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Rash, and a crappy way to start a new year.

It's the 3rd day of 2007 and I am truly the bringer of bad news. Or I get the bad news.

I developed a nasty rash which got progressively worse because I couldn't stop scratching it. The dermatologist said I was allergic to some food additives and I have to stay away from food colorings and if possible, go organic.

Oh dear.

No more cupcakes with fancy colored frosting.




No more sweet flavoured ice.




Bah humbug.

The rash is so nasty, I bought surgical gauze and tape to cover it up. The abrasion between the bedsheet and the wound is just too much to bear. It wakes me up at night because it hurts so goddamn much everytime I move to a more comfy position.

Fark this.

In the meantime I will try to stay away from food with artificial coloring. I will begin this detox program I DEVICED, green tea and lots of fruits and veggies. No more Coke. No more alcohol.

Hope I get well soon.


Monday, January 01, 2007

My new black patent peeptoe wedges.

My quest for THE pair of black patent peeptoe heels/wedges is now over!

It just goes to show that when I really really want to get a pair of these luscious shoes, and is willing to consider giving up my firstborn for them, I can't find the perfect pair ANYWHERE.

But when I least expect it, and when I'm at my most broke status ever, I see them. Just sitting on the white shelves, all shiny and pretty.


I was out with Wei and her feet were hurting from walking too much in her moccasins. It was close to midnight (insert Cinderella quips, you smarty pants you) and thank god the stores were still open for all the last minute Christmas shoppers.

-- Cindi enjoying her last dance before she lost her slipper.

We walked in, and I was trying to convince her to get a pair of slippers just to relieve the pain. She refused, insisting that she only had to put up with it for just a little while more before she headed home. I offered to get her flip flops. I even offered to buy MYSELF a new pair of shoes so she could wear my Birkenstocks.

And then I laid eyes on them.


Good lord, they are the simplest but prettiest pair of patent peeptoes I've ever seen. Just like the Christian Louboutin ones.

Of course I got them. Dum dee doo.


Wei walked in my Birks, and I walked in my shiny peeptoes. Yay! (I think it's karma. One good turn ups your karma and in my case, I found the shoes I always wanted!)

-- Me and my new shoes. Anklet from J. Tee hee.


Dialogue between J and I about my new shoes.

"Hey check out my new shoes!"
"Nice."
"Don't they look familiar?"
"Oh god baby.. $1100!? Tell me you didn't."
"I got them for a bargain!"



p.s. My love for peeptoe heels run deep.

See
http://symin.blogspot.com/2006/12/spring-summer-2007-salvatore-ferragamo.html
http://symin.blogspot.com/2006/11/demons-asymmetrical-fringe-shopaholic.html
http://symin.blogspot.com/2006/09/christian-louboutin-patent-goodness.html



Happy 2007 one and all!

Happy 2007!



May all your wishes come true, and in true blue airhead tone, "World peace!"


p.s. I just got home from work after slogging 10 hours of the last of 2006 away. I got all my new year's eve plans ruined. I'm home alone, tired, all snuggled up in bed watching the fireworks from my bed. And all that time wishing J were here.

This cannot suck anymore than it already does.



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