Friday, November 10, 2006

lesson #051: the evils associated with chocolate and shopping

I've been putting off doing work all day, and suddenly I find myself sitting in front of the laptop doing online shopping at 1 am in the morning. Also sipping hot chocolate from Shari's mug (Zee - OMG! The Horror!).

The story of Shari's mug is thus: Once upon a time, I was putting on Prescriptives' self-tanner (winter's no excuse to blend with the snow) all over my legs. Not wanting to stain my comfy grey pants I took 'em off and was walking around half-nekkid when I heard my door open. Shrieking, I stepped back behind the door of my wardrobe to hide. The surprise visitor turned out to be Yang, who shouted from the other side of the door about boiling water for hot chocolate.

I said to him I'd be out in a minute, but then I was in the middle of online shopping, so what with browsing and all that, quite a long time passed. I heard my door again, and repeated the shrieking/hiding sequence (self-tanner still working its magic). It was Yang again, and he told me he'd finished HIS hot chocolate. So I hurried out to make mine (fully-clothed) but I forgot to bring out my mug.

So I just picked out any old mug near the sink.

In the spirit of gossiping about my housemates, here are useless trivia about my Chinese Canadian next-door neighbour:

1. His hair reminds me of a porcupine's needle-y back.
2. Everytime I see him he's always wearing the same scuffed navy long-sleeves, and it seems like it hasn't paid tribute to the washing machine since 1985.
3. I have only seen him a total of 3 times in the past 1 and a half months.
4. His definition of 'cooking' is to boil noodles in a pot, and then bring the pot into his room to eat, and THEN leave the fork and pot in the sink unwashed. KNN CCB.
5. He likes to play really fugly music until the wee hours in the morning. Really fugly. Techno and shits like that. And it's kept me awake on a number of occasions. One more and I'll be forced to be a bitch and tell him to cook his hair, put it in the washing machine, and plug it instead of the stereo so that it'll change shape.

Here's a picture of the dress I just bought online:


Oh yes, last night was poker tournament night. 8 people played, I was the only girl. And I beat - every - single - one - of - those - boys. Grrl power.