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Saturday, April 22, 2006

the hitching of the shtes

the shtes got married today, and it was an occasion for which several ex-brisbanites returned from sydney to join the celebrations.



as always you get the question from people who didn't attend, asking "how was the wedding?" i don't know if i've just been wedding-ed out or what but sadly all i can really say these days is "it was nice". i mean, what else is there to say about a wedding... any wedding? there would probably have to be something significantly good (or bad for that matter... something memorable in any case) happen for me to say anything different. perhaps i was distracted by the things with which i was helping, for i found that most of was said during the ceremony sunk in. don't get me wrong, it was a nice ceremony, and from what i overheard some other people commenting, it was a very gospel-focused event (what was said on stage, songs that were sung, words contained in the program etc). and i think in the end that's probably one of the best things you can say about a wedding, for our earthly marriages are but a shadow of the relationship between Christ and his bride, the church. there's simply no better place to start (and to stay) than the gospel :)

oh... before the old memory totally deserts me... the serenade/song dedication performed after the wedding was a very special touch :D (i had to look at the collage i uploaded to be reminded that it took place :p)


i really should have gone home and rested between the ceremony and reception, but ended up playing a bit of cricket in the nets with benji and the maharaja. and boy did i feel the soreness in the days to come... haven't used those bowling and batting muscles for a looooong time!

had a bit more to do at the reception, and encountered a few technical difficulties but the show eventually went on no thanks in part to my own stupidity. ah well... 'twas a good day and i trust a happy start to the rest of their lives together :)

Friday, April 21, 2006

a million and out

in the 5+ months since embarking on the 10000 steps challenge, i have pretty much worn a pedometer every waking moment of my life. i have on the odd occasion dropped it, or forgotten to wear it for short periods, but for the most part it has lived either on my belt/pants or sat somewhere nearby while i slept or showered etc.

though i rarely managed 10000 steps per day (wasn't really trying that hard), i had been keeping a record of my daily counts on the 10000 steps website, and my last entry pushed my total past the million mark, which means i get to claim my reward - a shirt that says i'm a millionaire!

then tonight, like the "six and out" rule in backyard cricket, i promptly managed to lose my pedometer. i wasn't intending to continue past a million anyway (and was waiting to get my free shirt :p), but neither did i wish to be forced out of the game like this...

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update 29/04 - it's been found! but i don't think i'll bother working my way towards a cap or a badge.

Monday, April 17, 2006

whiling away a weekend

saturday - SWANS on the coast

slept in after a late night, ate a quick breakfast, bid farewell to my sis and bro-in-law, and headed out to spend the rest of the day hanging with the SWANS crew as we prepared to bid farewell to SN, who's moving to sydney and a new job there. after some delays (does a group outing ever depart on time??) we made our way to the gold coast and ate a late lunch of fish and chips at pete's (not sure of the full/actual name... it's just past versace hotel on seaworld drive at the spit). then it was off to wander around at pacific fair where i got bored and was glad to find a wireless connection to check mail and do some reading while the others browsed clothes, perfumes etc. finally we ended up at the beach where we threw around a frisbee in failing light and marvelled at the rising moon, which promptly had us all scurrying to whip out our digital cameras.

while the others stayed on the beach, i ran to find a stable platform (the railing on the stairs leading from the street to the beach served nicely) from where i played with some shutter time and iso settings. when i rejoined the others and they saw my results, i shared some basic photography tips on capturing nightscapes (and rising moons :p), which sent them into a fresh round of snapping...

then it was more frisbeeing and trying to avoid getting decapitated in the dimness, before deciding that we were all hungry and needed to eat. out comes the entertainment book, more deliberation and then driving around trying to find the place... and a carpark. we made it in the end to what was supposed to be the river grill, but our dining experience looks a bit different to what the website describes. anyway, i ate fish for the second time that day. i usually don't order fish for dinner cos i don't think it is sufficiently filling as a meal in itself, but i didn't feel like steak, and i always order chicken... so i picked the snapper fillet for a change (i think it was snapper... but that's from someone whose vocabulary for fish goes about as far as "fish") with cranberry sauce and asparagus.


it was a bit tough, but maybe that's the way it's meant to be - my lack of knowledge about fish extends to how it should be cooked and the differing textures of different fish. i ended up ripping up the meat, cutting the asparagus into shorter strips, and mixing the whole thing in the sauce. someone asked if i was doing a stir fry impersonation; i said i'm just trying to get a good, even distribution of the sauce (and to use it all up). i guess i don't handle knife and fork dining very well :p give me chopsticks... or hands ;) the sauce was quite nice, and while there was enough on the plate for me to not feel hungry, i reckon a 50% increase on the porition size wouldn't have gone astray.

more photography followed after dinner, and more tips and lessons. then we made a short detour to cavill mall in search for gelati, which turned into ice cream. waffle cones are the best :)

back in brisbane, we stood around for a while, saying goodbye and ending the night with a prayer for the departing SWANSter.



sunday - how do i describe this silliness?

it started out innocently enough... the plan following post-church lunch was to go back to shte2's new place (moved into the week before) and watch footage from sisters night 2005. this expanded into watching some marimba ponies pieces and a few clips by wong fu productions.

then i was invited to stay for dinner, and while brysie and dook went shopping, and shte2 showed me some tommy emmanuel performances and instructional videos (impressive stuff!), algae, valley and the manchurian candidate amused themselves for (what seems to be) hours on end shooting videos of themselves play-acting in a world involving singing and chop-socky kung fu action. i only saw a few minutes of this weirdness (wonder what the neighbours thought!) before heading back indoors and hanging out in the kitchen where dinnner was being prepared. brysie's "taiwanese spaghetti bolognese" and dook's "whatever condiments could be found" chicken went down very nicely indeed... i wanted to go for seconds but was already full from my first serving :p

alas, the silliness continued after dinner. growing bored from watching the re-made "the ten commandments", the camera-loving people decided to take photos of themselves using the custom timer setting... after draining brysie's battery, my camera got seconded to the snapping duties.




i'm a bit particular about what i shoot, and reclaimed by camera after two sets which i thought was sufficient... but it was not to be. so i sacrificed my battery for the good(??) of the group and brysie's camera kept flashing away... if you think the above photos are silly, i think there must be close to 100 more on brysie's camera!

so much so much youthful energy struggling to find an outlet... so much posing... so much vanity ;) oh i can't keep up... must be getting old!

Saturday, April 15, 2006

see you next month...

said goodbye to my elder sis earlier today, for the 4th time in 8 months. didn't really get to catch up much, not that we do that very often anyway, but i'll be seeing her again in may on my next overseas trip. that's a fair bit of seeing for someone who lives overseas now.

anyways, this was her first visit back 'home' since getting married, and this particular trip also included an entourage of immediate family (the in-laws) for part of the time. it was a good opportunity for the two families (hers being a bit more extended than his, since we have a fair number of relatives living locally) to gather over food, and a buffet dinner was held in a nearby hotel.

i failed to avoid the "when is your turn" question from an auntie who i don't even really know! so i felt a bit of "who are you to be asking me this??" (with an emphasis on the "who the heck are you??" :p okok i *did* say it was an extended family affair right? anyways, i'm pretty sure she's my dad's cousin from his mum's side), but restrained myself and muttered something non-committal and tried to smile/laugh it off.

well thankfully that was the only one... and i spent most of the rest of the night glued to my seat amongst the younger single cousins and second cousins of mine, with whom i shared a table. i think pretty much everyone enjoyed the evening for the chance to meet the visitors and catch up with other family members while enjoying a meal together.

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a week later we took them to this restaurant to which dad had recently been introduced by a guy from church - two seasons cuisine (双季林) in west end. it's an asian restaurant but has a very western feel. the food is quite nice and rather filling - i'm not sure if this is their standard serving size, cos dad apparently just asked the owner chef (michael lam) to prepare whatever is good, so we didn't even see a menu that night. i thought we were getting a special meal but on the bill it just said "banquet b". so anyways we had individual entrees followed by rice and 10 dishes to share between the 9 adults and 1 child. lots of leftovers ensued.

every dish was very tasty, and mostly hot :p the duck curry was a little bit too hot for me, but still quite morish. will definitely keep this place in mind for a subsequent visit :)

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and i can look forward to lots of tasty treats by the time i next see my sis, hehe. not that life (or the purpose of the trip) is all about food, of course... but i won't be forgoing the opportunity to sample flavours and textures common to the locale mmm yum yum yum, hehe :D

Friday, April 14, 2006

just stop doggin' me around

i get lots of emails. i used to correspond a lot on email, ie write personal letters to people. these days it's mostly junk and other legitimate mass mail. the personal ones seem to be few and far between. i'm partly to blame, because sometimes i take a long time to reply, and sometimes i don't get around to replying, so the exchange breaks down.

i used to be online pretty much the whole day (when at work and at home), so it didn't seem to be too much effort dealing with incoming mail all the time. now that i have no internet access at work, all the mail accumulates during the day and hits me when i come home to check. i realise this is probably the experience of most people, so i should shut up.

anyways, i'm trying to cut down... unsubscribing to various mailing lists and newsletters - things i don't really need to know or stay on top of... things i don't feel i have much time to deal with.

but there are still 2 types of emails from which i can't simply unsubscribe.

#1 is spam. i detest spam, and those who propagate it. i use spamcop to report most spam that i receive, because it gives me a sense of being a conscientious john netizen. i don't know whether any good actually comes out of it - there are too many dumb people and people who don't care in the online community for the spammers (the smart ones anyway) to always have the upper hand in this fight. i seem to be getting a lot more spam lately, and it's just plain annoying. i've refined the art of spamcopping my spam mails down to a precision operation, like a well-oiled pit lane crew. but it's still a manual operation and sometimes seems to be a waste of time and effort.

#2 is mail identity confusion. i don't know what else to call it... this is when people send me mail thinking i'm someone else. as far as i can tell the mails are legitimate (not spam), just very much misdirected. my gmail account seems to be a magnet for these. it's an address i've had for years by the way, so i don't know why all of a sudden it seems so popular... i don't know if people are unable to remember their email addresses and giving out my address, or the people they're telling it to aren't recording it properly... i've received emails from:
  • some random guy thinking i was his friend and emailling me from his newly created gmail account
  • some other random gmail user calling me "sweetheart" and wanting to keep in touch using google talk (and this on top of the frequent requests from total strangers wanting to be my google talk pals)
  • the "all india travel agency" sending me the itinerary of a couple's return flight from chennai to melbourne via singapore
  • some indian guy thinking i'm "sohail", and responding to a "Business proposal for main dealership in hyderabad"
  • a hotel in thailand confirming a booking reservation
  • youtube - apparently i've signed up as a 26 year old female in australia who goes by the nick "winafish"
  • a hong kong woman forwarding what seems to be a work-related email to a personal address (probably meant to be her own address)
  • yahoo japan - apparently i've... actually i have no idea what i'm supposed to have done... probabaly signed up for a new account. but since i can't actually read japanese... who knows!
i feel like singing along with michael jackson and to plead "leave me alone"! but that's probably about as useful as banging my head against a brick wall.

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update 20/4 - ecard notification from LI SAI HO SHADOW of American International Assurance Company (Bermuda) Limited to TAM WING YAN WINNIE

Saturday, April 01, 2006

lost loves

while trying to tidy up my room recently, i came across some long neglected pieces of paper in an old wallet. they hail from my time as a student, and on them were written/typed various things concerning lost loves, some of which i barely remember...
  1. printed on a piece of A4 paper, using some DOS-based word processing program from before MS Office took over the world, was this summary that a friend had recorded on my behalf (without my request, i might add). names have been omitted/anonymised to protect the innocent :p
    LIST OF PEOPLE THAT quop LIKES:
    1. G1 - NOT VERY GOOD LOOKING BUT quop IS NOT REKNOWN FOR HIS TASTE
    2. G2 - quop FOUND THIS GIRL TO BE UGLY DESPITE THE RUMOURS THAT ABOUND OF THE GREAT BEAUTY OF THIS GIRL (MAINLY BY A PERSON CALLED [name of guy who wrote this thing])
    3. G3 - YOUNGER SISTER OF ... AND CURRENTLY THE STEADY OF ... , SHE IS GOOD LOOKING, SHORT AND SHE'S FOURTEEN. quop IS CURRENTLY A GOOD FRIEND OF HERS BUT HE WOULD LIKE TO SEE THAT RELATIONSHIP GROW (OR BLOSSOM AS HE WOULD PUT IT).
    4. G4 - HER LAST NAME SOUNDS SUS ([various dubious sounding derivatives] YOU GET THE DRIFT). quop TRIED TO HAVE A GO AT HER BUT HE WAS REJECTED (WHICH PUT A BIG DENT IN HIS ALREADY BATTERED ARMOUR OF EGO).

    ANY OTHER PEOPLE WILL BE UPDATED IN UPCOMING ISSUES AND WE WILL ALSO BRING UPDATES ON PEOPLE LISTED HERE.

    LIST OF PEOPLE THAT LIKES quop:
    1. G5 - SHE IS INDESCRIBABLE (AND THAT IS NOT A COMPLIMENT). quop DOESN'T LIKE HER.
    of these girls, i have no idea what's become of G1 or G3. last i heard G4 had gotten married and moved to somewhere in europe. am still in minimal contact with G5. and i can't remember who G2 is...

  2. written on a scrap piece of paper, the words 林淑钻 - the chinese name of an eurasion girl, by whom i was at one time quite smitten. this was actually written by her. she seemed to always have a smile on her face and would respond in a warm and friendly way whenever i tried to talk to her. even though i think she knew i had a thing for her, she never purposely led me on nor flat rejected me with any cold shoulder treatments, rather she just related to me as a normal person. that's how it came across anyway... i lost contact with her after she graduated from school, and a few years later i found out that she had moved to europe to work there. i can still hazily picture her face... though doubt i would recognise her if i saw her now.

  3. written on a sheet from a notepad, a chinese poem that i had written. when i saw it i was really surprised, cos i don't remember writing it at all! i have written a few english poems in my time, but chinese is a different ball game altogether. all the evidence points to it being an original work by me, but i have no idea who/what inspired me. it's like there's a complete blank in that part of my memory. there is another poem (in english) written on the same piece of paper - that story behind that poem i remember well - and this leads me to think that perhaps the chinese one is in response to the same girl/incident. anyway... had to whip out the old dictionary cos i couldn't remember some of the words! i'm too cheem for my own good :p well, that's not to say the poem itself is a good poem... it just looks the part ;) anyway here's the poem... and it was even written in old school chinese style, ie lines running right to left, and reading top to bottom within each line:
    ~失恋~

    不失但总
    能望眼有
    拥的泪想
    有心却哭
    无早不的
    奈已肯感
    迫知流觉

*sigh* what a tangled web we weave, when we seek to leave and cleave... ;)