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This is probably rude but I can’t resist.

This is pretty much what happens when you watch half a season of Alias over two days.
On a side note (oh the pun): check out how the notes look with hats (definitely worth a click!)

I unearthed this “gem” from way back in March 2007. Strictly not music per se and if you weren’t from SMU or entered the school after June ‘07 you might not get all the jokes.
However, if you remember the days in SMU where dancers used our glass panels as mirrors and we could cross the [...]

Awesomest. Food. Ever.
(if this is your creation please tell me so I can link to you!)

The girlfriend, Miss iammyy, has insisted that she deserves a blog post, so I thought I’d share what happens when we go shopping at Ikea.
To add context, I was looking specifically for this cushion+surface thing for your laptop which helps provide a flat surface to use a laptop on, while providing a cushion for your [...]

I finished reading Starbucked (a book that chronicles the rise of Starbucks over the years) over the weekend (at a Borders cafe, no less) and while I could go on about whether or not Starbucks represents cultural imperialism (I don’t think so), I instead want to share a great quote from the book:
“.. it employs [...]

I saw this from @awenya on Twitter today:
Talk about brilliant! Here’s some extra linklove to the original artist’s DeviantArt page.

What used to be (Pre-Wedding):
The Warmaster and his faithful medic.
Now (Post-Wedding):
I remember when that “last online” was measured in hours, not days.

Yesterday I had a little post on plurk to identify this mystery food. My guess would have been lou hei (you know, that stuff you have during Chinese New Year).
Leshane came close to identifying the actual item:
I know what it is!!! The nyonya thingy right? the filling is like popiah filling..yum yum! with a [...]

A couple of weeks ago, Reuben was looking through my iPhone and checking out the contacts.
After awhile he asked “Who’s jabroni?” (Sidenote, one definition of jabroni is “a piece of monkey crap”. Other, more vulgar, definitions can be found here). My answer: “My sister.”
“Haha! All sisters should be called jabroni”
Truer words have never been spoken.

I was at lunch with Johnny and Sherms the other week, and they were commenting on how much both Ingrid and I are such social media and “connected” people, and asked how many different channels of communication we have with each other.
So here’s as comprehensive a list as I can think of (in no order [...]