It's Like Forgetting the Words to Your Favorite Song.

This post is a reply to the heavy bombardment that I'd received in a fellow blogger's post: Hands All Over, I Hate You

She, once too many, never fail to leave her footprint on my Facebook page.
Often, either at wee hours in the morning or the late nights. But, mostly while she's working as LOL (Little Office Lady -according to her)
Her grudge grows stronger, though silent, I know lies within the fact that I named someone Poodle. She's an obsessive compulsive shopper.
I don't know how many times she'd sworn off shopping.
As many of you would know; old habit dies hard. True enough.

I told her that we should visit Hong Kong.In turn she went there without me and went on to plan her next trips without me.
But insisted me to go on the "expensive" and near impossible one; JAPAN.
Poor people like me; jobless and rejected, where on earth can I find the dimes to afford such luxury?
This so-called manager, me, always fail to control her whims and oh yes, this is work without salary.
Malaysia has to start enforcing minimum wage law.

I should change my profession, to full time loan shark.
Put my daddy's credit card to good use.
Purchases at SEED, Anakku and Khalil Fong's concert.
All courtesy of the Mastercard.
Now that I've got a new Visa Debit; waiting for her chance to "christen" it.


Maroon 5. I've been listening to their songs since high school.
Examine their music videos inside out; outside in.
Why was their first video so plain while the rest; too explicit in nature? (still no answer)
Oh yes, the fact that Sara Bareilles is their opening act helps.
I adore her. Who doesn't?
Not only her love songs, but her raw concert performances.
Though comparable to Vanessa Carlton, I'd take her as a shoe-in for my missed Regina Spektor.


Bottom line, it was just unlucky that you had to chat with me 8am UK time.
At 9am the tickets start selling and I had to find ways to waste time before the online sales start.
LOL, on the computer desk, working and onlining. Per usual.
Now even named me LOMO. Maybe I should get a Leica so I can take Lomo effect pictures?
Don't even get me started on your guilty pleasure; dandy indulgences:
#1 iPad
#2 NEX5 vs GF-1; then GF-1 vs Mr. Oly

All the shopping whims. Poodle, another guilty party. Made her even more susceptible to the pitfall of addiction.
Not easy to be tamed; both of you. Two peas in a pod.