Optical Shop

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Optical Shop

I have poor eyesight. I don’t wear glasses often because I’m near-sighted. It’s such a bitch to wear specs. After all these years, I still have only one pair of eyeglasses. I guess this is why I always fail every time I play ‘spot the cutie’ with people because I all I see are walking Monets; cute from afar but up close, well… whatevs. I also don’t like wearing contacts either because they are troublesome. The thought of putting foreign objects in my eyes is enough to send chills down my spine. Remember those crazy “tiger eye” contacts that were all the rage back in the 90s? Well, I had a traumatising experience with those so never again.

I recently went to the optical shop.

Optical shop

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Why do you like riding hippos? I ride anything I get! Athlone couple fight [VIDEO]

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Why do you like riding hippos?

This video of a cheating couple fighting on the street has been making the rounds online. Apparently it’s popular in Ireland. I am laughing so hard I’m literally in tears. I feel sorry for the infant. Vicky Pollard is dat chu?

The $64 million question is: why do you like riding hippos? Why do you ride women that look like men? Answer me.

“I ride anything I get!”


Hermes Crocodile Birkin 35cm Pelouse

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Hermès Porosus Crocodile Birkin 35cm Pelouse

As someone who is obsessed with fashion, I (try to) understand why some pieces cost they way they do: exclusivity, fine attention to details, luxurious materials, impeccable tailoring, exquisite craftsmanship, so on and so forth.

Now. I love Hermès and all but I have never, ever, EVER seen anything as outrageous as THIS in my entire life. Ladies and gays, meet the US$97,000 (NINETY SEVEN THOUSAND DOLLAR) crocodile Hermès Birkin bag.

Hermes Crocodile Birkin Bag 35cm Pelouse color

Click HERE for more eye-popping extravaganza.

OK I lied. I think I saw a croc Birkin up for auction at Doyle New York a long, long time ago for much less than that but it has diamonds in it.

I know it’s crocodile and yes, I know it’s an Hermès Birkin, but come on.

Why do I find the price point outrageous other than the fact that it doesn’t even have precious stones in it?

I dunno, just think of what one could do with $97,000.

I, knowing that I probably would NEVER have the chance to know what it’s like to have 97 grand in this lifetime (ok… ninety seven cents, yes), would probably:

  • buy a gorgeous, well-endowed husband from the Baltics
  • adopt six kids of different nationality and colour
  • buy a pick up truck
  • buy a whopping 41 acres of land in the glorious, exotic American town of Houlton, Maine (where gay marriage is now allowed) for the bargain price of US$19,800
  • buy a horse named Lily
  • buy a dog named Fifi
  • buy a cat named Pipi
  • buy a naked houseboy named Kiki.

I betcha my brown ass I’d still have plenty of change left.

After a year, I’ll sell the whole lot (husband, kids, house and pets) on eBay and I’d prolly get triple or quadruple my investment.

Enough daydreaming. Ninety seven thousand dollars? You’ve got to be kidding me.

Just sayin’.

photo credit: ebay

Happy Mother's Day!

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Happy Mother’s Day!

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mums out there.

Don’t look at me like that Ricky, I’m telling your father when he gets home. Can’t you for once just do it in the shower like every other four-year old girl? I don’t know why feel you must fuck up the sheets. You’re not the one having to wash them.

Here’s the original video.


Mercury Retrograde

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Mercury Retrograde

Speaking of amazing fall/winter 2009 runway Louis Vuitton bunny ears, I took this photo about two weeks ago for shits and giggles. Yes, even before Madonna and before my haircut.

Mercury Retrograde

Thank god it’s Saturday! I don’t know about you but this week was PURE torture. Too many things to do in such limited time. My to-do list is longer than the stretch of the Great Wall of China. I spoke to a friend late last night (or should I say at 4AM this morning) while patiently and painfully uploading images at dial up-like speed on what was meant to be a dsl connection. I asked her, why am I subjecting myself to so much stress?  What it all boils down to is for the love of work. Gurl has to work hard for the money, I guess.

Sometimes I wish I had a day job that pays the bills and then some. Most bloggers have 9-5 day jobs and their blog is nothing but a hobby. I dunno… maybe it’s just me but perhaps there aren’t THAT many full-time bloggers out there. The question is… can I imagine myself waking up at an ungodly hour, sit in a cubicle for the whole day, deal with office politics and daily commute? I don’t think so. But for some reason, there’s an appeal to it — stability. Whether you work in the office or laze away in the cubicle and browse internet sites on company time, you still get paid… and at the end of the day, your “work” is done. Meanwhile, people like me are up 16, sometimes 20 hours a day, dealing with so much. Not only for five days but for the entire week! It’s a never-ending struggle. But I love my job. I really do.  

You know, I never really believed this whole Mercury Retrograde bullshit until this month. One of my hard drives somewhat died on me for some reason and I had to deal with the computer shop in trying to recover some of my data. Also, for the past week, I’ve been having far too many email problems — some emails are getting lost, some are being trapped in my spam folder and some are being trapped in my recipient’s spam folders. And then of course, problems with my internet connection. Ever since it rained (I think it was last weeked), my isp went kaput on me. I swear to god, it took me 2 hours to upload a 5mb file yesterday! God knows how many times I’ve called PLDT to fix it and the only response I get is that they’re working it or they’re *still* working on it. What rubbish.

According to Astrologyzone,
Mercury will retrograde from May 7 until the 30th but the effects can be
felt starting from May 1. Does it mean we’re fucked for the whole
month? Jesus.

I just wish things are working the way they are supposed to work because it’s fucking up my productivity. But what can one do eh? The good thing is, I managed to get out of the house a few times this week — haircut, facial, massage, shoots, even shopped a bit, etc. By the time I get home, I am just too exhausted to be angry at my internet provider.

I’m just glad it’s the weekend. I slept at 8:30AM today for about 10 hours.

Too bad I have more work to do. *sigh*

In the words of Emily, I love my job, I love my job, I love job.

That’s all.