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!