Thursday, July 31, 2008

My mom sends me random emails

Subject: 3 Questions
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Hi Vanessa,
1. Why does Dexter pretend to be a recovering drug addict?
2. Do you want to join us for dinner Friday night? If so, please brinig the birdie trees if it is not raining.
3. Have you seen that You Tube film on The Last Lecture? If so, can you forward it to me?
Mom

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[my response]
1. Because he's trying to hide that he's a serial killer from Rita so saying he's addicted to drugs is just easier. Then he finds that going to the AA meetings actually helping him.
YOU HAVE TO START FROM THE FIRST SEASON THOUGH! Rent it!
2. Yes dinner on friday
3. I've seen it, I'll send it to u

Monday, July 28, 2008

anal about writing

I had a very interesting weekend... but let's not go there.

Friday night I had dinner with a friend from high school I haven't seen in 10 years. We got very caught up. Life is insane. At times it's good. Anyways, she told me that after she ran into me a few weeks ago and got my business card, she went home and told her mom this story:

"I ran into an older sister ("tse tse," even though I am only half a year older) today from boarding school, and she's editor at a magazine now. Funny thing is, back when we were in choir together and passed notes, I would write her a note and she would respond back to me but having edited what I wrote. And now she's an editor, how appropriate."

OMG I found that really funny but embarrassing.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Batman... The Dark Knight... ooh finally!

As expected, the Dark Knight was really good. My husband is calling it possibly his all-time favorite movie.

The Hong Kong bit was quite random, but I very much enjoyed seeing Christian Bale by the Soho escalators… I was completely unable to think of this person as Bruce Wayne but rather Christian Bale. “Wow, Christian Bale’s by the Soho escalators, and they hired all these extras to just walk right by him like nothing unusual was happening!” Watch out for the two white tourists with cameras around their necks.

But 95% of this movie takes place in Chicago, oh oops I mean GOTHAM. It’s just that it was SO NOT GOTHAM. It was SO Chicago. In Batman Begins, they disguised it in a way where you couldn’t tell it was Chicago by having all those scenes filmed at night or in the dark underground area and by digitally adding slummy things at a distance. But this Gotham was… I mean, all the cars had Illinois license plates, and the El was so obvious, and all the normal shininess around the downtown area, they didn’t mask any of it. And they even mention Chicago street names, such as Cicero, and I’m sure they’re paying homage to the city… but when I watch it, it’s a lot easier for me to think that this whole thing takes place in Chicago rather than in Gotham.

I’m not going to give anything away, and I am really impressed by Heath Ledger and everyone, but Maggie Gyllenhaal was really great and all the parts that had her were done really well… ar so this movie involved many plotlines and it might’ve still been good without one or two of them, but they covered a lot of ground in terms of emotions and humanness and Bruce Wayne’s psyche… and really developed a lot of characters, so you can blame the length on these merits…

Well that’s all I have to say for now… P.S. Katie Holmes sucks!

Friday, July 18, 2008

Wanna know something hilarious?

I suck at writing British English! Like, OMG!

The nuances are crazy. I probably only spell proper British spellings about 1/3 of the time when there is a difference in American and English spelling, when trying. I thought I knew punctuation, but turns out... there are all these different things to be anal about! Obviously, there's the punctuation marks inside or outside the quotation marks, of which I was not aware of all the sub-clauses to the rules (but am now well-informed!). Then there are times, which I have to write a lot; for example, in American, the proper way is 7:30 p.m., whereas in British, it's 7.30pm. Even something like street names, for example Hollywood Rd., in American there would be a period after the abbreviated "Road," but not in British.

Ooh and apparently, the Brits say "at the weekend" not "on the weekend." And "knock someone up" in Brit-speak means "wake someone up." HA. Confusion is likely.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

The Plastics

Last Thursday I went to a gallery exhibition opening (for work), which featured the photographs of Ken Heyman. One of my favorites:

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

I hate schmoozing

I stumbled into this job that turned out to be probably the best job possible for me. Well except it could pay a whole lot better, but I won't complain.

I've never had a job where I felt like I knew what I was doing. I feel like I know what I'm doing 95% of the time now. Writing simple prose, being picky about layouts, those things are like breathing. I do this type of thing for fun. The other 5% of the time is when I have to be a socialite and salesperson at the same time, my two kisses of death.

But then I feel like, as an overall "assessment of life," I'm still drifting... I dunno it's weird. I think most people are supposed to be thinking about saving enough money to buy a house, which actually is what I used to think about all the time, but now I have no desire. Not that I don't think it'd be great to own instead of throwing rent money away, but I don't have that desire to have that and to nest and get ready for retirement... or something... ack, life is so finite, it's the insanest thing to be alive. It's the insanest thing to go around thinking, I have to buy a house and have kids and retire, when you're just gonna die. I know I'm sounding like a broken record (possibly?) but... it's insane.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

u know what sucks

I really don't mind people knowing this, just 'cause it's so common. I've been getting an abnormally frequent number of UTIs, which is a kind of infection that can be very uncomfortable. Thing is, not to sound super spoiled by general good health, but the things you are supposed to not eat when you have a UTI are sugar and caffeine.

Which... is... erm... very ungood... or er... bad... okay terrible... for me... if you know me... you'd know what I mean... concerning chocolate... namely Maltesers... and tea... and milk tea... and coffee... and coffee-flavored ice cream... and "tofu fa"... and "belly button cookies"... and HK McDonald's apple pies... and chocolate cake... and I guess all carbs are sugar... bread... pre-packages cakes...

argh.

this makes me happy


As Dexter Says...



"I'm drifting... but not to sleep."

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

No offense to the Brits

but British English is pretty whack.

I've been writing British constantly for work, and I've picked it up surprisingly smoothly. Well I DID grow up here. I have to write "centre" a lot, as well as "flavourful" and "colours" and "realise." Then there are the periods and commas that come after the end quotation marks, although question and exclamation marks come before. All this makes me realize British English goes against commonsense. (Not that American English makes total sense either.)

But I still blog in American!

Goal of the Month:

Open and start using an iPod. There, it's in writing.

I'm not sure how many people on the planet can say they have owned three unopened iPods. At one point, I had an iPod mini and never opened. Then Mac gave me the nano when I helped someone buy a Mac laptop. So I sold the mini on eBay. Then I acquired the iPod touch. So I've had the nano for two years and the touch for half a year, both unopened. Erm, so confusing.

I've been reluctantly going to the gym in my building because they have the step machine, which I tolerate much better than any other cardio machine. This is because you can't stop. Like, the bicycle machine, if I get tired I'd just sit there. I dunno how on earth people do the bicycle without stopping. Same with the elliptical--in addition to the fact that the last time I tried the elliptical, I couldn't even do level 0 for 1 minute without feeling like my thighs were going to die. Then there's the dreaded treadmill. Has one ever stopped to ponder on the "mill" part of the word? They really know how to name 'em. One definition is "a slow, laborious, or mechanical process or routine." But OK I really don't know why I hate running, it's just not something I like to do or feel determined to do. But with the step machine (and I don't mean the other torture device of the stair machine), there's something about sinking to the floor that sucks and pushes me to keep going. So anyway it's good that they have the step machine in my building because I actually workout.

However, I think I will be much happier if I could listen to music whilst stepping.