aida'd, nobu'd & milaned

stinged by la scala aida

finally on the long-overdue trip to milano... ciao!
seems my people are not connected with the seedy underworld to score me tickets for the most significant opera of the season, not even the Sting show at Santa Maria delle Grazie
hmphhhhh...
while I'm killing time.. maybe I can't try a brain exercise to remember names...
so... there were the Three Musketeers.. Marica, Christian and Anna
then there was prego-Valeria (intonated like malaria)
and preppy paolo of sao paulo.. and Beatrice the Bear for Disney
Susannah the reluctant porn-queen
Lucia.. the ONLY one who offered to go out for coffee or hh with us
(federico the fake-italian of course doesn't count)
then there's nontcio the can't-smoke-in-the-courtyard-guy..
this morning we had curly-hair Federica and very pretty Alice
then the Feverish-Francesco! Francesco! (sounds like a commercial)
then Scott the american (that's too easy)
And Frankenstein with his replacement .... excuse me, where can I get those gucci bags for under my eyes too? via nero? Grazie!

did I just lose my last blog...

ok.. just checked.. posted as intended..

back with a vengeance

one month of not being able to access my account, I'm back! wonder how long this window will be open..

just saw The Departed (again) by Martin Scorsese and am now fully convinced Leo can act.. and decided to check out the original film Infernal Affairs (tho the recent dvd supply has been rather weird) that's why I watched Mr & Mrs Smith (again) & Fab Baker Boys (again & again)

on feeling like crap last month - the reason for feeling like crap has not gone away but que-sera-sera!

how far have I gone in the past month? by far the best month all year with meeting worthy new people in shanghai

.. there's zheng & chang who swept me a away, watch this space

.. there's my "dream girl" who's in my phone as "phoebe-virgin" & her number actally begins with 159

.. there's rae with the bedsheets & too-much-cleavage-for-my-sensibilities-at-lunch

.. then there's baby ralph who made robert a daddy and the first catwomen is now a real mama (there's hope in this world when people like them sprog)

hmmm.. I should stop my dumping & gather my thoughts.. maybe start contemplating my new year's resolution.. so many possibilities..

ARGGGGHHHHHH... it's my "RETIREMENT YEAR" ie spend the rest of my good years doing what I KNOW is important! ok.

f.o.c.u.s!

Somebody Help Me!

I haven't been able view blogs since the weekend.

Gotta get my tech guys to tell me how to bypass the local restrictions..

gggrrrr..

crap

feeling like crap

hot chick

Dragged my reluctant feet and Sok's lazy ass to the Lisa's gig for SH Tang. Somewhere in the midst of too many fashionable people, 2 bubbly ladies identified our accent & burst into the whole you-look-too-familar-which-school-did-you-go-to conversation.. poor girls were obviously missing Laksa..
But true enough, Germaine turned out to have gone to SAJC as well, one year my junior! According to her, I was the hot chick in school who was too cool to talk to anybody. And Brenda reassured her that I'm still quite the b*tch.
hah!

galivating with two young ladies

Jo (Jenni's daughter) and her friend Teresa (Jo's ex-roomie in college) needed a place to crash so I decided to be a nice aunty.. take them out for dinner
Turns out it was Teresa's 29th bday and after a jug of Cosmopolitans at Xintiandi, a round of Mojitos at Face, more cocktails with a Bund view.. young Bryan managed to redeem himself at Glamour Bar with a little chocolate thingie with a candle - we gave the bday girl 3 genie wishes and I think I managed to hijack the 3rd wish. After more rounds of whatever, I managed to coax rmb100 out of Miss L'Oreal, aka Jane-who-hates-Tarzan who insisted i haven't collected enough wrinkles to prove my age (god bless her poor eye-sight!)
even though it was only just past the witching hour when we got done.. I ended the lovely evening as bad aunty.. banishing them to "bed" with just a bare tatami floor and zero pillows! hopefully they too were too-happily-intoxicated to notice..

meow! meow! meow!

A dog doesn't want very much and is happy with that.
A cat doesn't know what he wants and wants more of it.
-Judge Mills Lane

365 nights

one year ago tonight, a certain cutie followed me home & spent the night!
sat on my back for hours purring away while I was wondering if she'd poop on me?!
she was so small she could fit in my palms and now.. she's pang jie-jie!

we celebrated with tuna for supper!

home alone

what do you do when you have rmb1280 (or usd162 = sgd256 = eur129) of credit on your spa card and it expires in a day?

stooopid options I was given at dragonfly:
(a) top up another rmb3,000 so you don't use your unused credit... doh!
(b) book a VIP room so you can blow it all on the private "Love Nest" charge

alternative options when you don't want to be ripped off
(c) bring 5 friends along for your fave treat of foot massage followed full body chinese massage, but seriously.. how can one orchestrate this at short-notice
(d) bring one friend (anita who is here from chicago on biz) along for a footsie followed by aroma-therapy by 2 masseuse at the same time... now how efficient is that!

hours later after a sip of wine with martha & jason at a blah blah wine place.. and unglam coke & water at glam bar with fritz... home alone.. at last!

meeeeow! how's dragon eye in down-gate??

1 + 2 + 3 + 4

How many thirty-somethings do you know that have been married for ten years??
This guy has done his window shopping, web-browsing and today, he'll be flying back from Shanghai to Tokyo to take his wife out to pick out that very special rock! He's obviously wise after ten years - to know not to venture out to buy jewelry on his own (all the other amateurs should learn). Hey in case you catch this before your anniversary is over, don't forget the flowers!

go hosogoe go!

virgin blog

there's always a first
for everything.

so this
is my first blog

it's called
meow mix

Meow Mix

Some say a dog person
Can never love a cat person
That why a couple like that
They fight like dogs & cats

A dog is man's best friend
He's loyal to the very end
A cat on the other hand
He thinks that's truly bland

A cat may never fetch
In fact he may even scratch
But when he meets his match
He knows it's quite a catch

A cat who finally finds his fix
One who knows how he ticks
He knows it's time he licks
He's very own Meow Mix