A Homebody

That's Nicole.

She likes to stay at home especially when her home is really nice :) She likes to potter around aimlessly especially on a Saturday morning because it is the start of the weekend.

She likes to tend to her plants; trim them, water them, etc. She likes to do her laundry and reorganise her room after the week's mess.

She likes to make Earl Grey tea for her reading session on the couch. She likes that she has two couches to choose from :) And she likes to turn on her favourite music for accompaniment.

Since she has been out a lot through the last week and weekend, she is looking forward to having no plans after work so she can be a homebody tonight.

She is speaking in the third-person as conditioned by Facebook.

Registered voter

I am hardly in touch with Malaysian news these days so I am going to need your help.

Please let me know when the elections are called AS SOON AS it is called. Call me. Text me. Email me. Drop me a comment. Send me a message on Facebook. So I can plan my travels, if any, around it.

Just make sure I know because I want to vote. And may I please implore you to do the same?

When there is no oil or gas

Oil is approaching US$90 a barrel, again. I no longer doubt that it could reach US$100 a barrel, and beyond.

I wonder if people think of when we run out of recoverable fossil fuel.
I wonder at people who think that we would never run out and that we would just dig deeper, explore farther off shore.
I wonder if we are investing enough today to be able to truly survive on renewable energy.

Nuclear is not renewable. Neither is ethanol. I don't agree with farming for biofuel because it drives up the cost of staple food for many people in this world.

I wonder if people think about their daily carbon footprint. It's how much carbon dioxide we each create/help create (other than from breathing).

I want my house to be able to run on photovoltaic power if I ever have my own home.
I think the Singapore government should build new HDBs to have solar wall panels.

If you think about it, wind and solar power are the only truly clean energy.

Time warped

I am hopeless in telling time difference, I discovered. I set up this conference call with my colleagues in Japan and after waiting five minutes my boss and I were wondering why is it that they have not dialed in. The Japanese are never late, right?

It turned out my Meeting Request said 5pm Singapore time but my email said 4pm Japan time. Japan is one hour AHEAD of us, not behind. I’ve gotten it wrong before with our Korean colleagues.

To my embarrassment, my Japanese colleagues did dial in at 4pm their time and we were not there… *shame-faced*

I need a wall of clocks like those in hotels, one for each of my markets.

Hanoi is...

My longest crush

No prizes for guessing it right.

A. Tony Leung
B. Tony Leung
C. Tony Leung
D. All of the above

He only gets better with age. Sighs....

Face booked, Life bared

I succumbed after numerous invitations. That’s one reason. The other one is to check it out. In my job, I need to know what are the latest happenings in the world (don’t as me about fashion or food, I don’t cover or intend to cover consumer of lifestyle).

It’s been overwhelming because I am just so ILLITERATE at it. I didn’t even know how Lee Hui was identified as my cousin and I was like Whaaaat?? How did that happen? How does IT know??

But it’s great that I got in touch with Ambreen; found out that Vivian is pregnant (she’s one person I know who is always happy); Gabriela is back in Mexico; Gabriel is becoming a daddy, etc. Within 24 hours I had 60 friends and most of them I had not been in touch with for a long, long time

Glad to be in touch with Tek Tsien also. But when he identified me as having gone to OBS with him in 1990, and when Live identified that we lived together in Butler’s Wharf, I felt exposed.

It’s like my whole life could be bared. Just reading my Facebook page, you would know who I communicated with, where I went to school, and by checking out my friends you could tell where I lived at different times of my life.

My colleague told me employers are checking out candidates through Facebook.

I suppose it’s how much you want to reveal. I just haven’t gotten a hold of it.

I’ll tell you what else went through my mind:

1. The six-degree of separation could be zapped into one
2. It’s a success riding on people’s need to be connected (putting it nicely) and people’s indulgence for their nosey-ness (putting it not so nicely).

So buy me a drink won’t you? Cos in my real life, I’m alcohol intolerant.