No Work Day

*Dan's very first crack at HDR photography.

Restless Rainy days just pass....

Driving home from work today, I receive a call from my mother announcing that my CPH books have just arrived in the mail. Well, looks like I'm all done my CSC, signed up for another course and yet, still no promotion opportunity in viewing range... *sigh* Times are bleak indeed.


Listening to some Henry Mancini. I think I am in dire need for a haircut. Not one of those little trims so that one can maintain a status quo or indulge in some selfish need for perennial concealment. Come to think of it, I've carried my inches and inches of hair on my head for a good 10-11 years obstinately permitting no drastic occurrence. I'm constantly flirting with the regretful idea of doing something similar to a Victoria Beckham or a Katie Holmes, but I can't bear to roll out of bed and look at myself in the mirror only to see my absence of tresses.
I flipped through a recent issue of Allure, which urged me to take the risk but notifying me of 5 different products that I needed before I am allowed to leave my doorstep, wearing my hair chicly disheveled. I'm too lazy for that.


On another note, I stumbled upon a rather delightful show the other night whilst flipping channels: The Cashmere Mafia and I'm quite liking it. Though there seems to be quite a focus on the background instrumentals.

Can the void ever be filled?
I probably watched till the end because of Lucy Liu.



Sources: www.yousaytoomuch.com; www.iwatchstuff.com

Hello again.

I've been on a blogging hiatus for close to 6 months now.


Its feels so odd to be back here typing again, looking at this page layout for my blog entry. I am sitting here wrapped up in my good old fuzzy robe, my lips getting dried and and my fever soaring reading my old posts and my god, its just utterly STRANGE. It feels as if some sick loser (who couldn't even think of a better person to impersonate) has stolen my identity and written those words in my previous blog. What? That can't possibly be me writing those things in such a manner!

Anyways, since New Years are about singing Auld Lang Syne, moaning about regrets and solutions, here's my toast to resolutions:

Number One... Lose 30lbs (there are 2 people already betting against this possibility, anyone wanna join in?)
Number Two...Be more careful about details (this has to do with work)
Number Three...Be more planned and organized (I have to stop dilly-dallying and make better use of my 24hrs, have more time to go to the gym, be with friends and family and sleep more)
Number Four...Be less spazzy (this means keeping my composure up to the point of ridding my face of emotion according to ahem, my other half, just kidding, please don't kill me)
Number Five... Be more active (bum around at home less and get myself involved in outdoor activities: running, swimming, hiking, snowboarding etc.)
Number Six...Blog more often damn it


I'm most probably missing a few key ones, but I can't think anymore since my head is aching so hinting at my departure and my arrival at bed. Be back.

Have a Happy New Year