Tug of War

me and the girls went to Macy's warehouse sale yesterday. first day of the sale. spent about 4 hours, mostly tugging curtains, racing for floor mats and manouvering the crowded space carefully just to ensure the plastic of the bean filler for the bean bag didn't rip. twice i had to change. it seem that the plastic bag of filler kept getting smaller and smaller. hah.

some pretty good deals, they were. fun watching women in their 'natural environment'. half of the time was spent watching my colleague WSR playing tug of war with another lady for a piece of curtain. yes, the curtains were nice and yes, the lady was playing nasty. she had a box with twenty packets of curtains and was still eyeing for the one in my WSR's hand. apparently the curtain fell out from its packaging and lady had one piece and WSR had the other piece. they kept on eyeing each other up until the cashier, hoping one person would bail and put it back.

i'll let you in on a little tip. if you want a certain item that someone already is holding on to, don't make it obvious. if that person is undecided about buying it and she sees you so keen, believe me, she needs no further convincing to buy the item. anyways, she texted me later that nite telling me one piece was enough as it was a huge piece.

i bought

2x cushion with inserts

1x beanbag with fillers

1x 3 panel sliding door curtain + one long window curtain

3x maize braided floor seats

and spent about RM140.

konon-konon didn't want to buy anything being broken and all. konon-konon la. the lies i tell myself.

i have a new toy

left the office at 530 sharp. no, actually by 529, i was already by the door waiting for it to strike 530 so i could tap out. D was already home waiting for me. i couldn't wait to get home. wheeeeee...

D promise to take me out to kl to pick up my birthday gift. so what if my birthday is 10 days away? he couldn't wait, neither could i.

it wasn't my idea, it was his. when he asked me what i wanted i really really didnt know what i wanted. shoes? (they won't seem special among my other 30 pairs), perfume (recently puchased 6 bottles at a warehouse sale), jewellry (hard to top my wedding ring, plus i don't wear earrings), handbags (hmm bo-ring).

it seems that each of my birthday presents were a reflection of me and him. He wouldn't buy me perfume/shoes or worse still clothes, but he would buy me something that we would both enjoy. one time there was the oktomat lomo camera, the other time there was the box of goodies with personalize notes.

i was excited but i also didn't have a clue about specs/RAM/processor and whatnot. so he assessed the specs and i assessed the aesthetics. haha. shallow!

i wanted something really compact and small and could fit into my handbag. i wanted something girlish. i wanted something speedy.

after listening to the 9th person going on and on about atom and celeron, we finally made up our mind.

i'm a happy clam!

thank you bebeh :)

500 days of summer

..is a really cool movie. In my opinion. Watched it for the 2nd time (on RM8 DVD of course) i love it. i love deschanel's wardrobe, gordan levitt (since 10 things, really), cinematography (ok, D loves it actually. i don't want to sound superficial and say stuff like 'graphics cool' or 'cinematography cantik' when i don't have a clue what they are :P)

was on mc yesterday. neck sprain. or something like that. thought i'd have a field day hanging out at home doing nothing on a monday. that was not the case. i ran out of things to do by 9am. i made D breakfast, made myself breakfast, made the bed, threw out the garbage, channel surfed.

ain't much to do on a workday because:

1. all your friends are at work, being the mere mortals we are. you end up texting them anyways. what is the point really, being away from work then?

2. am financially broke-broke-broken. last pay-out was 1st week of october. you do the math.

3. doing things alone ain't that much fun. by choice, yes. but doing things alone cos there's no one else available kinda blows.

4. my sister who is still in college blew me off. she had an exam to study for, apparently.

when D came home that night, he found me lying facedown on the bed.

'babe, taknakla jadi taitai duduk rumah'
'kenapa?'

'boring gile. its mind-numbing'

'hahahaha'

'tapi kalau ada duit maybe tak boring sangat kot.'

*silence*

Weekend Project

Attempt at being creative. Creative was never my strong point. Unless you count creative writing. Thank God for a husband who is a designer. And my google skills.

for you

happy birthday.