On A Whim

Gosh. Nightwish's Know Why The Nightingale Sings just made me fall in love with them again. My ears were getting orgasms because symphonic rock just cuts it nice for me.



Over the weekend I visited a toy fair (of sorts) at Compasspoint and saw a frickin' nice mini foosball set, for kids! I found out that that was the last day the fair was on, so I went on and threw 60 bucks on it. It's really well crafted, made of good wood and plays well, and actually looks like it costs a whole lot more. I've finally got a foosball table at home! I got home excited and promptly went to trash my brother 100-20.

Before reaching home though, I was at Angie's house and because my fingers were too itchy I went to assemble the table there. It just so happened that her sis and sis's boyfriend were there, so we had a game going for a bit.

Then Angie's dad, who had been watching at the couch nearby, couldn't resist it anymore and decided to participate. Not only did he obliterate me, but he nearly obliterated the foosball table as well. He claims he was a foosball champ back in the day. So did Jacq's dad. How fascinating!

When it comes to soccer, I think I have a penchant for older generation stuff. My heart belongs to old school Newcastle, I love foosball which seems to be an old man's bar sport, and the computer soccer game that I've always enjoyed playing the most was Sensible World of Soccer (that was back in 1997), which was almost obsolete at one time but has now been revived on the Xbox 360 because of its classic cult status.



Against my better male judgment, I am going to upload pictures of my brother's hamsters. He bought a male and female pair about 3 or 4 months ago (and names them Maccy and Manny as a deliberate distortion of Mickey and Minnie Mouse), and about 2 months ago they gave birth to two babies. One died, while one survived. The one that made it was a baby boy named Maxxy.

Maxxy at about one month old, struggling to get into the food bowl. When he was just born, he was just a little pinkish blob shaped like a peanut that couldn't do anything other than lie on his back and squirm his tiny legs in the air. Now, he looks like a moving fat peanut with fur.

Maxxy fits nice in a disposable spoon.

Maxxy with his mom, Manny (or is it Maccy? Whatever.), for a perspective on proportion.

That's Maxxy a week after those earlier photos. Get ready to be surprised.

Maxxy actually looks like a tiny racoon. It is amazing how much he grew in one week. A week ago, he could barely open his eyes and could only squirm about. Here, he's wide-eyed, inquisitive and extremely active.

This picture looks like an infestation.

Maxxy putting his best foot forward...

Hamsters making out through the cages. I hope that doesn't cut it with any of this site's viewers. Anyway, we had to put the mom with Maxxy so that she could take care of him and separate the dad because he has no maternal instinct and will attack Maxxy.

Now that Maxxy is actually quite grown up and able to function as an independent hamster, we had to separate him from his mom because she would also start getting territorial and compete with him.

That's that for a whim of a post. And now it's time for bed.

Audio Candy:
Nightwish - Know Why The Nightingale Sings

Meltdown

An example of all hell breaking loose due to a lack of economic regulation: Free foosball tables.

All we need are a few tables and we'll see hoggers free-riding off the low cost limited resource.

Anyway, come to think of it, economics is the only field in which it is possible for two people to get the Nobel prize for saying completely opposite things.




It's like. Economists know hundreds of ways to make love but don't know any women.

Audio Candy:
The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved

Feelin' Da Heat

I'll be having my economics and political science midterms next tuesday, as well as my Creative Thinking presentation next monday. In the preceding days, thursday, friday and monday will be fully packed with things to do so that effectively leaves me with 3 days to prep everything and muggg (if I can finally get down to it I guess). So this is some really serious crunch time.

On the upside, once CT is over on monday it'll be over and done with for good. As for economics and political science, well its just the midterms I suppose, and that can't be as bad as revising for a full term's worth of syllabus.

I'll also be getting my laptop back finally. And so Euodia says, "you're so positive." I'd like to think so, because why not? I could choose to whine and gripe about things (siala 2 subjects for midterms but both on same day!) but it's not like that's gonna change anything. :]

The Chinese New Year celebration at Yinyin's hostel went well in a somewhat random and haphazard fashion, proving the adage that it doesn't matter what you do as long as you've got great company. Other than the yusheng with gummies, at other times we were just doing really crappy stuff without anything planned and even ended up pouring a whole pail of water down 2 storeys.

It was nice to see a real foosball tournament materialise. Haha I sucked and Rachel rocked. Here's the standings:

It's been a long week (I'm not kidding though it's only tuesday) and I was grateful for a chance to indulge in pure abandon (okay I'm exaggerating I guess but it's comparative) by heading down to Coffee Bean and chill out over really typical boy-girl discussions that will never die out.

Here's to having enough hours of sleep as I can finally wake up late tomorrow. It's been seriously days since I've slept adequately.




Only in America can a homeless combat veteran live in a cardboard box whilst a draft dodger lives in the White House.

Today's Listenables:
By The Wayside - Long Time Waiting