The Malaysian (mini)-odyssey

After 12 hours sitting next to a rib-jabbing, leg space hogging idiot, Denty and I finally landed in Kuala Lumpur.

It is official though… the Muks is no better with the heat than Denty. The Muks has melted.

On the other hand, it didn’t stop me from devouring a bowlful of tom yam and the fishballs from dad’s laksa.

The prawns were excellent. I had a slight pang of guilt for making Denty sit through my session of digging around in the prawns’ heads, apparently rummaging in their (possibly, not very substantial but oh so yummy) brain-like substance…

The fishballs were also excellent.

C-lebs

Yesterday was such an bizzare day. Following the behavioural study I had the endure, a few girls from my office met up with a few other girls from our lawyer contacts for girly evening cocktails at the Mayfair Bar.

Studied behaviour

The actors and directors from the Royal Shakespeare Company will visiting the office to study the behaviour of Muks and her podmates. They will be here throughout the day to conduct their ”research” for a play about corporate life which they are staging later in the year.

Muks must behave self or risk immortalising Muksisms.

Groundhog day

It’s official. The groundhog Punxsutawny Phil saw his shadow and this means six more weeks of wintry weather… Well, for America, at least.

(Image borrowed from the BBC)

I didn’t know this really exists!

Proper sleep at last

I must be a happier bunny these days. Last night, I slept very peacefully for the first time in a long while. I dreamt that I was hugging the heap of dog dogs in bed, and Dog Dog was telling us a bedtime story.

He gently said ”moof moof moof moof moof moof moof moof moof moof moof”. (translation- Once a upon a time, there was a very sleepy heap of dog dogs and they heap happily ever after…)

Ambition

Ever since I got my masters, I had fully intended to throw away all the course materials sitting on the shelf in my room. I finally did it today, motivated mainly by Denty’s sister  and baby nephew’s impending stay at ours for a few days in the coming week.

While I was mid tidying up, I found my primary school (between age 7 and 12) report card. On the back of the card, my teachers wrote what my ambitions were in those days.

Life

Today, we are happy.

Sit

I seem to have lost the ability to sleep through the night.

Last night, I woke and found myself:

• sitting;
• hugging the dog dogs really tightly; and,
• supported upright by the duvet and pillows in an intricate scaffolding system.

Dim sum alone

I had a rough night. I could not sleep very well and I have a really bad sore throat.

So, what else could I do today but to scoot my butt over to Chinatown for lunch…

Bread making machine

Breadmakers are wonderful things. They make bread! Well, they make all sorts of bread and are as simple as dumping the ingredients (yeast, flour, sugar… etc) into the bread tin.

In the bread tin, there is a detachable blade. This blade has to be in the machine while it’s on because it is what that kneads the dough, by turning round and round. When the bread is baked, you remove the blade (it’s not sharp) for easy washing.