Be right back.

It's the last working Saturday for yours truly, yay! I've never had a five-day-week job in all my life so this is gonna be a brand new experience. Since I started working semi-government, i've had first and third Saturdays off so that's still not too bad.

Anyway I have been busy with work. Busy is an understatement. I made the cardinal sin of bringing work home and for the last two nights have been hunched over the keyboard. Sigh. I managed to sneak in a quick after-work drink with Sel, Pu, Joey and Pu's sister, Meriel two days ago so my social life hasn't been at a total standstill.

As if I'm not busy enough, I've just been given a new project and I hope to God I can meet all my deadlines. If i'm so busy, how come i'm here blogging, you ask? Because it's 8:30 in the morning and my engines are just warming up. Plus it's Saturday so give me a break. You know what annoys me? I applied for leave months ago thinking July wouldn't be a busy month and even my boss gave the green light (my boss has resigned by the way so i am manager-less. Not necessarily a good thing because our (four-person) department has to do the manager's workload as well). But now, June and July are turning out to be the busiest months so far! On top of the magazine deadlines/interviews/reviews, I have to produce a leaflet, cough up and edit the write-up for the Sabah Tourism website, organise press conferences for the Dama Orchestra, produce press releases for THREE events over the course of three months and I'm going to Japan (for work) mid July.

Oh yeah, did i mention that?

Out of 31 days in July, I will be in KK for a total of 11 days. Now i feel guilty for taking leave... But why should I? I'm flying to KL tomorrow for a conference. Get this: I'll be in KL till the 29th of June, be back in the office on the 30th and fly off to KL for my holiday on the 1st. I decided to come back on the 30th because that one single day in the office is crucial in terms of reducing my workload and meeting deadlines.

Alrighty. Ranting done. Work beckons. I'll see y'all in about five days.

"Everybody hurts. Sometimes."
-REM, Everybody Hurts, on the radio this morning and still in my head.

Futsal frenzy

Yesterday was our futsal tournament. Considering that we do this once a year (with only two months of training), I think we did alright. We were placed fourth among six teams but I have to say that my team played well. No use pondering on why/how we lost but we had a blast and more importantly, we’re even more motivated to kick some ass next year!
The tournament was part of the Sabah Ministry of Tourism, Culture and Environment’s Annual Sports Meet. Basically all the agencies under the ministry compete against each other in a bunch of events: badminton, futsal, football, table tennis, volleyball track and field etc. Since the only time you’d actually catch me running is if I had dog snapping at my heels and a hobbit outranks me at volleyball any day, futsal is the only sport I’m (half) decent at. After the game, the team gathered in the ladies’ room and went over the game, rambling and ranting about the other players, where our gameplay went wrong and how to shuffle the team positions next time.

I felt like such a jock. All we needed was a steamy shower and some wet-towel snapping.

No serious injuries, just a minor ankle sprain (hence the slipper-wearing in the office today). My heels are killing me and I only slip them on when there’s someone at the front desk to see me. It’s only happened once today and I’m grateful because five flights of stairs is pure torture right now.

Also, I was so touched that Lester, Mia and my brother Ted came to cheer us on yesterday. Aww, thanks guys! Didn’t have much to celebrate (fourth is alright but 1st would've been much nicer) but I thought I deserved a good dinner after the match. Bah kut teh of course, heh heh. After that, Mia, Adrian, Lester and I went to the cybercafe and annihilated the enemy in Dawn of War (yes, I’m playing network games again, don’t ask).

Oops my ride is here. More updates soon. Pictures of my futsal tournament posted below. Enjoy peeps.

Our team: sweaty and having a blast. Me, bottom right in greasy mode. 

Warming up before the match. Spot me! 

That's me, number 7.  

Two players marking me. Hah, photographic evidence that i'm about to be pushed! 

That's me with the ball. Yellow jersey number eight (on the left) coming in for the kill... 

Five Questions.

Allo allo. Five questions from Pat Pincon. Here goes nothing…

1.Why 'Fridaycat'?
Well, if you must know. I like Fridays. I love cats. Seems like a likely combination, no?

2. You've arrived in KL with your fellow chicitas - what do you do with your holiday in the big city?
Terrorise the city, muahaha… Ok seriously, with only five days, there’s so much to do with so little time. We arrive Friday night, and believe or not, from KLIA we head for a quick dinner (I assume) followed by a night of part-tay-ing (not sure where yet but we’ve been advised that an early night is not part of the agenda). I’ve promised to meet up with a friend for dinner (ok my ex-boyfriend to be specific) and there’ll be a bit of shopping here and there during the day. And I wanna eat eat eat! But the main objective is to have an unforgettable, stories-to-tell-my-grandkids kinda holiday with the ladies. We’ve been planning this forever and I’m really excited that it’s finally happening. YOU try coordinating six schedules! For once, everyone’s managed to get time off and, hell yeah, we’re going to make it worthwhile. Note: Nothing’s been planned to the minute so we’re gonna play it by ear *cold sweat* Suggestions?

3. You seem to plan things pretty meticulously - what's your single greatest goal in life and why?
Live happy, die happy. Knowing that I’ve lived a full life just as I’ve pictured it in my head. Call me idealistic but what I want in life is pretty basic: write for a living, travel and see places, marry, have kids/dogs/cat/white picket fence, nice car, nice life. And when I close my eyes for the last time, I can finally accept that my boring, predictable and practical life wasn’t so boring, predictable and practical after all.

4. What is the saddest thing that you have ever seen?
My dad breaking the news to my mum that her youngest brother was killed in an accident back in Manila. My siblings and I heard the news days before but we agreed no one should tell my mum until he and my dad landed in KK (they were coming home from Ireland attending my brother’s convocation). She was really happy at the airport and it was tough for us not to show any emotion. She was so excited about the whole trip and was telling stories from the airport to the house. When we got home, everyone gathered at the living room and when we excused ourselves to make coffee in the kitchen, my dad took that as the cue to break the news. I’ll never forget my mum wailing and how my dad had to hold her down to keep her calm. It broke my heart to see my mum like that.

5. Time to lighten up the mood! Spin a 'Bold and The Beautiful' episode out of this introduction (It must include, as central plot devices, a banana, your cousin Mia, and an Imperial Star Destroyer: "It was a dark and stormy night..."
It was a dark and stormy night. Brooke’s hands were trembling at the betrayal that unfolded before her. How could he? Ridge, the love of her life, the man she would die for, the man who was once her step-son, brother-in-law and husband, had lied to her. She had just returned from Bridget’s apartment. Could it be true? Was Bridget really having a torrid affair with Ridge? She had heard the rumours. Bridget, her daughter from her earlier marriage to Eric Forrester who is Ridge's dad, was also Ridge’s half-sister but until last week, they found out that Eric Forrester was not Ridge’s biological father (still with me?) Which meant…Bridget and Ridge had no blood relation. Which meant…My God. It could be true. All those nights when Ridge said he had to work late at the office…

Brooke had to take a moment to breathe. She didn’t want to believe it but she had the evidence in her handbag. Something that verified Ridge and Bridget’s late night liaisons. Brooke entered the front door of their family home. Ridge stood by the fireplace, talking on the phone. He turned to look at Brooke. “I’ll call you back, Mia. We’ll talk about this later,” he spoke into the phone and hung up. “Who was that?” Brooke asked.
“Mia, Mel’s cousin. We were discussing about tomorrow’s shipment. You’re home early…”
His left eye twitched. Brooke paused. She knew he was lying. His eye twitched whenever he got nervous. “That wasn’t Mia,” she spoke. His eyes widened. Left eye still twitching. “Sweetheart, what do you mean? That was Mia. She called…”
“I was at Bridget’s apartment today.” Brooke didn’t want to beat around the bush. “I know you’re sleeping with her. With my daughter,” she trembled.
“What? That’s ridiculous. She’s my sis…” Ridge began. “Enough with the lies! I know she’s not your sister, Ridge,” Brooke burst out. The dam was broken and her tears flowed like the river Nile. “I don’t know where you got this from but it’s crazy,” he insisted. His left eye was twitching like crazy. “I know you were there. I found your banana,” she said, reaching for the fruit in her bag. His eyes widened in disbelief. Guilt. Panic. “What…how…” he stuttered. “That’s right. You left your banana at Bridget’s place. I know your banana anywhere, Ridge. Don’t lie to me,” she held it in front of his face. It was his banana. His lucky banana. It was a birthday gift from Brooke years ago and somehow, it was still fresh.
“Why Ridge? Why…?”
Ridge couldn’t find the words. “It’s not what you think. We’re in love and since she’s the only woman in this whole damn show I haven’t slept with…I had to show her my banana.” Brooke couldn’t take it anymore. With an evil glint in her eye, she hissed,
“I hope one day, when you and Bridget have a son, I will sleep with him on his 18th birthday and make this show even more complicated than you can ever imagine.” Ridge watched with twitching eyes as she fled from the house and was beamed up on an Imperial Star Destroyer and flew back to her planet.

Thanks Pat, half of dreary Monday morning gone :) Here's how you play the game, peeps.
1. If you want me to ask you five questions to fill your senseless day, leave a message to say 'Interview me!' (exclamation point optional).
2. er...that's about it.

Birthdate quiz.

Your Birthdate: May 13

Being born on the 13th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer, but it may also give you a tendency to dominate people a bit. You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize. Sincere and honest, you are a serious, hard working individual. Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. You are apt to be much more practical, rational, and conscious of details. Your intolerance and insistence on complete accuracy can be irritating to some.

http://www.blogger.com/
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

my god, can i get ANY more boring?

Gotta work on my sins.

Your Deadly Sins

Envy: 40%

Sloth: 40%

Greed: 20%

Gluttony: 0%

Lust: 0%

Pride: 0%

Wrath: 0%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%

You will die a boring death. While dying, you will be jealous of those who die dramatic deaths.

How Sinful Are You?

Ladies and gentlemen, presenting...

The True You

You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be more relaxed, calm, and composed.

With respect to money, you spend as little as possible.

You think good luck depends on maintaining good relationships with others.

The hidden side of your personality tends to be satisfied to care for things with a minimal amount of effort.

You are tend to think about others' feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.

When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you base your search on information from your friends.

Who's" the True You?

It's Bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

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I found this interesting:

BANANAS
Containing three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with fiber, a banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy. Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes.

But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.

Depression: According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana. This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier.

PMS: Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood.Anemia: High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia.

Blood Pressure: This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it the perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make officialclaims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure and stroke

Brain Power: 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert.

Constipation: High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives

Hangovers: One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system. (note to self: bring banana to next drinking session)

Heartburn: Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief.

Morning Sickness: Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness.

Mosquito bites: Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation.

Nerves: Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system.

Overweight and at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady

Ulcers: The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach.

Temperature control: Many other cultures see bananas as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand, for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensuretheir baby is born with a cool temperature.

Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural moodenhancer tryptophan.

Smoking: Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6 and B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal. (Jackpot: banana scented nicotine patches-double the strength!)

Stress: Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack.

Strokes: According to research in "The New England Journal of Medicine,"eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%!

Warts: Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape!So, a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills.

When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around. So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we say, "A banana a day keeps the doctor away!"

PS: Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time!

Bananas - Me likey.

Tuesday's thoughts.

I couldn’t wake up this morning. I had at least four ‘five-more-minutes’ moments. I decided I could afford to stroll into work a wee bit later than usual. I had already picked out what to wear the night before. Ok, as la-di-da as that sounds, I save at least ten minutes in the morning if I figure out what to wear to work the night before. It’s a habit I developed since my school days. I used to lay out my uniform, socks even hair ribbons so that everything would be in place the next day. Rummaging through drawers and closets waste precious minutes that I’d rather spend reading the newspaper while drinking orange juice while watching TV while waiting for the right time to leave the house.

I multi-task, so sue me.

My life is structured. Sometimes to a fault. I have a tendency to plan everything (and I mean EVERYthing) to the tiniest detail. For example, I know if I wake up at 6:45am, I have to be completely dressed by 7:05am, upon which I proceed to the kitchen. Here, I analyze breakfast. If it’s eggs, toast, sausages and the works, I have till 7:25am to finish breakfast – it takes more effort and time to enjoy the meal. If I’m running late, say it’s almost 7:20am, I just grab a sausage or two and make a mental note to grab something light in the office later. I then enjoy my breakfast in front of the TV (bad habit I know) to watch Friends on Channel 70 (except Mondays, on which they air a news programme). By 7:30am, I brush my teeth again, swipe on my lipstick and am on the road by 7:35am. I reach the office by 7:52am, clock in, chat with the front desk and five flights of stairs later (you get used to it), I’m behind my desk checking e-mails.

I like being organized. I like things to run as planned. I like to mentally configure my day/week/month and, on days when I’m tired of rearranging my CDs alphabetically, I whip out my five-year plan and see if there’s anything I’d like to tweak. But don’t get me wrong. I’m not obsessive compulsive and I don’t wash my hands everytime I shake hands with someone else. My room is anything but spotless but even in its mess, I know exactly where everything is. Organised chaos, if you will.

Ok, so I’m not the most spontaneous person in the world. But once in a very blue moon I do throw caution to the wind and do stuff on a whim. Like…I’m supposed to have a dentists’ appointment but I skip it.

Ooooh, living on the edge.

But you know what I mean. I may not be super spontaneous (ok never mind the super bit) but I try to inject some variety in my life. And that’s a start. I’m looking forward to our girls’ weekend away to KL and I know my chicas will show me a good time. Then again, we all know that after a couple of shots (and then some), having a good time is a given, heh.

“So now you’ve got the best of me, come on and take the rest of me, oh baby…”
- You To Me Are Everything, by The Real Thing. I love the song. Just picks me up.

Yawn

It's Saturday and one of the few ones where i don't have to work. So for those of you who had to: HAHA.

It's a slow Saturday. I spent the morning watching CSI New York and it's only 10:30am now. I'm bored. Maybe i should have an early lunch. Who with? Ah, question after question. I'm also annoyed. Annoyed that i had an early Friday night. Boring boring boring.

Warning: today i plan to blog incoherently so...don't mind me.

It's hot. I'm sweating. I wanna shower but it involves too much movement. I'm chatting with three people online. Let's see:

Daniel: A uni friend i last saw four years ago. We were in Gippsland (some ulu kampung place 2 hours from melbourne) together and managed to keep each other entertained with our adventures and misadventures. I used to hang out at his place a lot because:
1) he had a souped-up laptop which he let me babysit everytime he went to the city for the weekend
2)he had the best stocked fridge
3)his room was cozy
4)he was fun to irritate.
We all need friends like that.

Mia: she's my cousin. always online. visit her blog to know more.

Lester: talking about nothing in general. ho hum.

oh and now Dino is online. Met him through Mia (i think. My memory fails me). Nice guy, always pleasant to chat with. And will always be known as the guy who sourced the almost-complete Sex and The City DVD collection for me. Thanks dude.

Now i'm getting hungry. I might have a sandwich. And then gonna finish my book, Club Dead, part three of the Sookie Stackhouse series. Over n out.

....I don't even have a song in my head. oh well.

Your england very powderful.You learn underwear?

Your English Skills:

Grammar: 100%

Punctuation: 80%

Spelling: 80%

Vocabulary: 40%

Does Your English Cut the Mustard?

Don't you hate it when...

…there’s a smell in the office and no one else can smell it but you?

…you get two days medical leave but you’re too sick to enjoy the time off?

…there’s nothing on TV but The Bold and The Beautiful and you can’t help but watch it anyway?

…you can’t understand the so-called allure of Paris Hilton but you’re fascinated nonetheless?

…you’ve turned off the lights, gone under the covers and then remember you were looking
for something earlier that day and won’t rest till you find it? (and then you never do but by the time you get into bed, your mind is too preoccupied to go to bed so you stay up wondering where it could be. Doh!)

…glossy magazines write about loving your body no matter what and then feature slender five feet ten inch models without an ounce of fat on their cover along with an article on how to look slimmer in 10 days? Go figure.

…you start sweating the minute you step out of the shower?

…you’re arguing with your parents/significant other/siblings and in the end they win?

...certain songs remind you of certain people? (and you'd really rather not remember)

…the CSI crew is about to reveal whodunit and then your mum walks in and starts talking about the neighbour’s daughter’s gardener’s plumber’s dog walker who’s related to your second cousin’s twice-divorced grand-aunt who married you-know-who.

…it’s hot. It’s just too damn hot.

…that damn smell is STILL in the office?

…you’re in a crabby mood and your boyfriend says, “You’re PMS-ing aren’t you?”

…he’s right?

…you’re already late for work and then you smudge your mascara and when you try to fix it, you ruin it even more and you end up doing your whole face again?

…you’re sitting next to noisy kids/kuaci-chewing teenagers/cellphone-ringing buggers in the cinema?

…people who spoil movie endings for you? (“Sixth Sense ah? You haven’t seen? Bruce Willis is the ghost mah!”)

…you should be doing work but you’d rather be updating your blog? ;p

"I'm like a broken record,
That you can play,
Repeating as if it matters,
Everything I want to say,
I'll be all right
As long as it matters."
- Gin Blossoms, As Long As It Matters, on my CD player.

Cough. Wheeze. Hack.

Ah yes. The sounds of sickness ring through the halls of my existence once again. Can you believe it? I've lost count of the amount of times i've gotten sick in the last six months. I have a case of pharyngitis (which i figured is just a fancy name for really bad sore throat). Let me look it up.... Ok here it is:

"Pharyngitis, called sore throat, is the inflammation of the pharynx (throat). The throat extends from the nasal passages above and behind the mouth to the esophagus (tube that carries food to the stomach) in the neck. Pharyngitis occurs most commonly with a viral upper respiratory infection (URI).

Causes and Risk Factors
Viral upper respiratory tract infection that produces postnasal drip, such as the common cold (ooh, i got myself one of those too!), and seasonal allergies are the most common causes of sore throat. Organisms such as Streptococcus, Mycoplasma pneumoniae, Chlamydia pneumoniae, and Neisseria gonorrhoeae cause bacterial pharyngitis. Infection is spread by person-to-person contact.

Risk factors include the following:
-Coughing
-Inhaling pollutants (e.g., household cleaners, automobile exhaust)
-Other illnesses (e.g., diphtheria, mononeucleosis)
-Seasonal allergies
-Smoking and second-hand smoke (ah okaaaay...)

People with seasonal allergies to pollen often experience sore throat as a result of postnasal drip.

Signs and Symptoms
Swallowing may be difficult or painful and the throat may feel scratchy. The throat often appears red, swollen, or puffy, and may have white spots of purulent exudate (pus). Fever and cough are also common. Examination may reveal swollen tonsils (near the base of the tongue), which may also be covered with white or gray exudate. The lymph nodes in the neck often become swollen and tender."
from http://pulmonarychannel.com/pharyngitis/

I've been on medical leave for two days now. And it hasn't been a pleasant two days mind you. Sunday night was sleepless, thanks to my runny nose, followed by non-stop coughing. Yesterday was the peak of my coughing fits and today i feel like someone used my ribs as a punching board. I'm on anti-biotics (I asked my family physician -my brother that is- for the strongest one available) and today my coughing has significantly reduced but it still hurts to cough or laugh. And if i eat one more bowl of chicken porridge, I'll be spewing it out of my eyes and ears.

On top of that, I'm bored. I know i'm supposed to be resting but there's just SO much resting i can do in 48 hours. I'm reading two books (alternating so i don't get too bored), watching Season 3 of Friends (thanks mia), Oprah (at 9am and 1pm) and even an episode of The Bold and The Beautiful (that Brooke is such a slut - she has kids with her father in law and married both his sons!).

So what's next on my list? Well, yesterday i did my filing and updated all my financial documents (i sound so grown up don't i?). Today, i'm thinking of rearranging my closet and dressing table - i think it's time to throw out my 3-year-old orange lipstick.

I never thought i'd say this: I can't wait to get back to work.

"Living in the shadow...Of someone else's dream..."
- yep, been watching The Ashlee Simpson Show on MTV. Sigh.

Some pass the baton thingy.

Ok since i have loads of time before my pick-up arrives (hey's its almost five so work is optional at this point), here's something i picked up from Pat's blog. I'm such a sucker aren't i?

Total Volume of Music on my Computer:
Wow, lemme see... 305 MB. that's not much i reckon.

The Last Cd I Bought:
Haven't bought one in AGES but from the top of my head i think it was Josh Groban's latest. Wait. That was a gift.

Song playing:
Somewhere Out There by Our Lady Peace

Five songs, I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
If I Ain't Got You - Alicia Keys
With or without u -U2
Close To You - The Carpenters (haha don't ask, it keeps ringing in my head)
You Don't Know Me - from the My Best Friends' Wedding soundtrack, can't remember the singer (reminds me of my college days)
and lately, been listening to death in the office and singing in the shower:
Bed of Roses - Bon Jovi.

Five people to whom I'm passing the baton:
Mia
Puei
Carol
Yo (if she hasn't done this yet)
and....
Sel - she's probably done it but worth a shot, kan sel?

How cool is that?

Sometimes I wish I was a kid again. I went shopping last night for Leilana’s birthday gift (she’s 2 today) and had fun checking out the toys and whatnots. I’m a Barney fan (so shoot me) and I love the stuffed Barney that bounces around when you press his hand! So cool. I also saw a motorized Jeep for kids. Cost a bomb but cool as hell. And Barbies. Oh yes, I was a Barbie girl. I had (have actually)12 Barbie dolls but none as cool as they ones they have on the market now. When I was 10, my dad bought me a double-storey Barbie house when he went to the States. Wish I could relive the excitement! But I never did get the Barbie convertible so I used my brother’s army truck to wheel Barbie and Ken around – hey you make do with what you have. Confession: I still scour the Barbie aisle at toy stores, pretending I’m checking them out for my nieces. I’ve actually seen Barbie and Ken as Scully and Mulder! Now THAT was cool but I never bought it because I was a purse-pinching student back then. Sigh. Ok, here’s what I found on the net:



Star Wars Episode III: Darth Vader Voice Changer Mask USD29.99 from Toys R Us.


How cool is that? Imagine wearing it to the grocery store: “I’ll (gasp) have 200 (gasp) grams of (gasp) minced beef (gasp) please.”

Ok i'm gonna surf for more cool toys. Oh, and more photos of my recent trip for your perusal.

Happy Thursday!

"Just the two of us...We can make it if we try..."
-Will Smith, Just The Two Of Us. I can't remember the original singer. Anybody?

Us trying to be vewwy vewwy quiet in the parking lot... 

Shiny, happy friends find the hand dryer in the ladies' washroom entertaining.  

Warning: Beer can make you sing. 

Oui

Your Inner European is French!

Smart and sophisticated. You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so.

Who's Your Inner European?