tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37964672009-11-10T09:38:51.148-05:00head in the cloudsCHOCOHOLISM
SHOPPAHOLISM
AND OTHER
HEDONISTIC
TALESGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.comBlogger366125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-58299335381669033162007-02-16T02:38:00.000-05:002007-02-16T03:17:36.636-05:00Psyched:About going to Morocco next week. It's a pipe-dream of ten years coming true! Ever since my first sighting of Elle Decor photo spreads at the tender age of 16, cushion-filled plush interiors draped in gem-coloured fabrics, floors covered with every shade of blue geometric tiles, interior courtyards with lush landscaping and fancy fountains (small urban oases of calm) and dark atmospheric Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-89734884761995064852007-01-27T02:39:00.000-05:002007-01-27T02:48:34.223-05:00Small maneuvers to make myself feel better while not doing much in actuality:This is it. Cumulo-nimbus' 2.0 done on a whim, under time and effort constraints.The facelift has been on my mind for a while, but I never got around to learning CSS. Or for that matter, sitting down to write anything meaningful ever since I changed jobs, moved house, and found myself in a slow descent to becoming a Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1146552542937436252006-05-02T02:12:00.000-04:002006-05-02T22:16:38.336-04:00More brushes with the rich, famous and fabulous:Since working on Anglomania, my celeb-spotting rate has been increased by an infinitesimal amount. Just this morning, Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols popped in to have a look at the setup, and to check over the costumes he lent for the exhibit. As my co-worker Jessica says,"I can't believe he just said 'Peace mate!'" Very un-punk indeed.Then there Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1146161273062489072006-04-27T13:45:00.000-04:002006-05-02T02:12:34.666-04:00In the presence of fashion greatness:Seeing Natalie Portman, Woody Allen, Hilary Clinton and Michael Bloomberg at MoMA and at the Met was already a high for my teeny-bopper self, so I didn't think I could top my celeb-spotting any further. That is, until I stood right next to Anna Wintour, editor of US Vogue, aka the High Priestess of Fashion / the alleged monster-boss from "The Devil wears PradaGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1143530401455052102006-03-28T02:14:00.000-05:002006-03-28T02:24:40.586-05:00My personality as an Abstract Expressionist pic:Faithful ArtistFor the lack of interesting updates to write about, I bring you the PersonalDNA test. A colorful, fun and actually useful variation of the Myer-Briggs palaver.Surprise surprise, I'm a faithful artist.Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1142190851495538642006-03-12T13:40:00.000-05:002006-03-12T14:15:52.106-05:00Qui etes-vous, Polly Maggoo? ... was a strange movie. Was motivated to see it, only because I've had a postcard of this still since I was 16, and had no idea what or where it was from. Typical of the French New Wave, it's deconstructed, hard to follow, lots of neurotic self-examination. But its visual richness sets it apart: full of wacky whimsical visuals, and the panache of it all!It's a totalGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1136133162937094892006-01-01T11:24:00.000-05:002006-01-01T11:33:50.873-05:00Happy New Year everyone!!!Golly. 2006 used to be a number far, far away in the future. As in, post-apocalypse if you, like me, used to believe in Nostradamus' predictions. Alas the world hasn't quite ended yet, so life must go on.New Year's Eve saw me dressed as a half-hearted, eye-patch-less, wooden-leg-less pirate. There was plenty of bad disco dancing to Abba and the Bee Gees from my uncle andGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1133512679474560562005-12-02T03:23:00.000-05:002005-12-02T03:37:59.486-05:00Christmas nostalgiaThe sight of the Met's Christmas Tree, the choir fence in the Medieval Hall, and an a cappella concert by the wonderous, amazing Chanticleer (which is the closest thing to a 6 foot fully-grown-men's answer to the Vienna Boy's Choir, btw) brought back warm and fuzzy festive memories of yore. "In the bleak mid-winter", "O little town of Bethlehem" and all this choir business Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1133234544609850332005-11-28T22:08:00.000-05:002005-11-28T22:22:24.626-05:00Random point of art historical interestLearn a few weeks ago that the Director of the Met, is in fact, a proud descendent of Marquis de Sade. (As in, the 18th C French nobleman who put the "sad-" in sadism - half of sadomasochism, more commonly known to Hongkies as SM) Word amongst employees is that he likes to see naked ladies in in-house video productions. Hmm....Which reminded me of the Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1132199484600655152005-11-16T22:46:00.000-05:002005-11-16T22:55:40.213-05:00To write or not to write...It's occurred to me that my blogging has become a lot more self-centred and uninspired since I left school. What happened? Have I stopped being interesting all together? Or am I just too busy and happy to write anything meaningful anymore? Perhaps the killer combination of pausing my globe-trotting, and the day-to-day repetition at work, is what sent my inspiration downGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1131431170572866702005-11-08T01:20:00.000-05:002005-11-08T01:26:10.583-05:00Back with a Bang!!Am funky, alive, and.... 25. Sheesh. When your mother addresses you as a "thousand-year-old egg" in her e-mails, you know you can be officially deemed ancient.Have finally received new, shiny laptop with new, shiny 14" 16:9 widescreen, and am still learning which of its new, shiny buttons does what.Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1125697397264328962005-09-02T17:37:00.000-04:002005-09-02T17:44:27.940-04:00Absence:Have just learnt from the laptop repairers , after paying $80 for an initial diagnosis, that the motherboard on my laptop is a gonner. Since IM-ing or blogging on the computer at work seems inappropriate corporate behaviour, I will be away from the cybersphere indefinitely for the time being.Until someone decides to a) give me a new laptop; b) volunteer to fix mine up for me =pIn other Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1122435960044700682005-07-26T23:28:00.000-04:002005-07-26T23:46:00.050-04:00Imminent digital death...as the power jack to the motherboard of my laptop seems to be dying. What am I to do without my entertaining, brain-cell-zapping blackholes of time? (AKA ICQ + AIM + e-mail + eBay + blogging + Flickr) *horror* The thing is, getting my laptop serviced here will prolly set me back 1/3 of my meagre salary, seeing how they might have to ship parts from outside the States, asGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1121550152525273322005-07-16T17:26:00.000-04:002005-07-16T17:42:32.533-04:00Down with flu:The sub-zero office AC has finally taken its toll. Maybe it's the meatlocker cold, maybe it's povery-inflicted malnutrition, maybe it's my Norma-no-mate loneliness, anyway my immunity caved in at the beginning of the week. First it was pains and aches in strange places (Armpit? What am I supposed to make of that? Breast cancer? When I have no boobs to speak off?), then it was the Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1120762216744395632005-07-07T14:39:00.000-04:002005-07-07T14:50:16.750-04:00London's burningShocked to hear that bombs went off in London Madrid-style this morning. Am worried for my high-school mates who are living / travelling there; the bizarre thing is, London seems disturbingly and relatively unfretted, according to Chezzz who is holidaying there at the moment. Could it be that Londoners have seen it all? Could it be that after the 2nd World War air raids, IRA Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1120620729790428352005-07-05T23:29:00.000-04:002005-07-22T00:55:37.733-04:00Dumped by boy and other misadventures on ManhattanThe former part is not as bad as the first time, but it still bites. Especially when he did it over e-mail. Where are thou manners, inferior homo sapien?Besides that small glitch, had a brilliant July 4th weekend, eating, drinking, dancing and burning cash to oblivion. With Alex, a high school friend visiting from upstate, and Casta, my roomie Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1120104071555705362005-06-29T23:35:00.000-04:002005-06-30T00:03:53.086-04:00Now that I actually have some form of life, I have no time to blog about it.To summarise my past week, I've slap dashed together:Flushing- Got totally lost with Alice in my supposed culinary homeland, given it is the abyss of Chinese immigrants and therefore cheap authentic Chinese food. It really is a different planet once you leave the ickle island of Manhattan. A + I stuck out like sore thumbsGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1119585442471362232005-06-23T23:27:00.000-04:002005-06-23T23:57:22.480-04:00Scatter Brain-dead~ Food-induced homesickness:I am re-living summer '03, when I had the most fantastic time in Lucca, Italy, but missed home sorely as I couldn't find any Asian food whatsoever. Maybe it's just Upper East Side / the Met's neighbourhood, but where are all the cheapo Asian eateries and food trucks hiding? Even ghetto Hardford, Connecticut, where my bro lives and where there is Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1118972260659208412005-06-16T21:26:00.000-04:002005-06-16T21:37:40.666-04:00First paycheck!... and I haven't even officially started work yet. My life thus far consisted of:1) lots and lots of in-house tours and lectures (that is, at the museum)2) more visits to other museums3) picnicking in the park for lunch / free opera(s)4) unpacking boxes and assembling new furniture, thus acquiring countless number of bruises on me' shins in the process.Once I finish setting up myGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1118216016636694632005-06-08T03:22:00.000-04:002005-06-08T03:33:36.640-04:00v.v.v.v. busy... setting up new life. Furniture costs burning a big fat ugly blackhole in my wallet. NYC crazy sweltering hot. Air conditioning in apartment not functionning as well as it should. Still living out of boxes and sleeping on the floor as I try to assemble furniture. But I love every bit of my job so far.It's most likely because I'm still in Orientation, which is basically two weeks Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1117917758953721572005-06-04T16:38:00.000-04:002005-06-04T16:42:38.960-04:00Chapter 4 : New York CityAnother two weeks of haggling with movers and previous tenant of my tiny rented room, have moved belongings into apartment. Said previous tenant / stranger bitch still has her furniture in my room. Grrrr. What is wrong with people?On an upside note, new roomie seems really nice, as are her familia. I just hope her cat, ironically named Angel, won't throw up randomly on myGirl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1117073047623007332005-05-25T22:00:00.000-04:002005-05-25T22:04:07.626-04:00Abode settledFinally got my housing situation sorted after 1.5 months of non-stop apartment hunting and far too many Chinatown bus trips to NYC. Going to sign my new pseudo-lease on Monday.Will be sharing a duplex on East 88th with a 23 year old Dominican / Puerto Rican girl student, and a cat that alledgedly cries a lot at night when it gets hungry. At least I won't be living with a granny type!Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1116246249019074552005-05-16T08:18:00.000-04:002005-05-16T08:24:09.026-04:00Wishful thinkingDream job + Dream Man = too good to be true.I was mistaken in thinking that my blank-as-a-sheet-of-paper love life, for once, would change for the better. I so should have seen this coming. *sssssiiiigh*Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1115829368294559882005-05-11T12:19:00.000-04:002005-05-11T12:36:08.390-04:00The side effect of romanceAm getting very accident-prone and breaking things left right and center. Should get my eyes checked out to see if I've been blinded by love, or what seems a lot like it.-------------------------------------------------Housing search updateThe Williamsburg, Brooklyn dream loft (see pix below) is simply too far from work. I love living in cool architectural environments,Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796467.post-1115337829206462062005-05-05T19:53:00.000-04:002005-05-05T20:05:50.193-04:00The Mythical Holy Grail of NYC Living?!After weeks and weeks of viewing crappy overpriced hole-in-the-wall-type so-called apartments, I come across this posting on Craig's List. Rent is for $900 - $1200 per month!!! Is this guy for real?!!!Girl.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00708365802729611179noreply@blogger.com0