Category: Babber Boo Boo

My boyfriend is infuriating

Ok, so forgetting to inform me that he’d be late from work because he had sent his car to workshop is one thing. But geezus effing fries, misplacing his things and then keep asking me where they are just drives me stark raving mad. Especially after I had already been stuck in a jam for two hours to fetch him for dinner (car in workshop, remember) and my right knee felt like it’s about to fall off my thigh.

“Babber, where’s the garmin charger?”

“Babber, where’s the nikon charger?”

“Babber, where’s the ds lite charger?

“Babber, I looked EVERYWHERE! I can’t find it. Where did you put it?”

OIIIIIII. Why you asked me where I put it? Why would I misplace your things for fun hah?

“Babber, why are so you mad?? It’s just a question. I’m not accusing you….”

/huffing & puffing

“Babber, why are you looking so crazy? I didn’t even raise my voice what?”

Maybe they’re still in the suitcase…

“Babbber! You unpacked the suitcase, you should take it out and look for the chargers lor”

WTF WHY IS IT MY PROBLEM NOW????

“You said it’s in the suitcase what. So you must have misplaced them”

I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER HOW THEY LOOK LIKE WHAT THE FUCK???

“Look for them lor…you must have misplaced mah”

ARGHHHH

So ok I looked for it. Garmin charger was found hidden between the sofa cushions. And nikon charger, guess what? He didn’t even took it anywhere in the first place, it was just under the cabinet. Look EVERYWHERE huh???

And the DS lite charger was right where it’s supposed to be.

Why are men so infuriating???

Vacuuming or magic mopping?

My relationship with my boyfriend is filled with negotiations and deals. For instance, just a moment ago, I successfully negotiated my way out of vacuuming the house and drying Charlie up in exchange for him giving the mutt a full bath. Instead, I got to magic mop the whole house and comb him.

He thinks that magic mop is a farce and is essentially just pushing dirt around. I begged to differ. In fact, I think magic mop is one of the best inventions there is. I’m sure a lot of women would agree with me. At first, he asked why don’t I appreciate the vacuum cleaner. My answer to that: I can’t handle the long cable, and that someone should invent wireless vacuum cleaner (which I know exists and yes, I need to get one someday).

He called me a knob and then okayed to magic mopping but said that if he found the tiniest fluff of Charlie’s hair anywhere I would have to vacuum because it proves that magic mop is a sham. I told him to piss off cause even if I had vacuumed instead he would have found fluff somewhere…because I don’t have good eyes – my eyes trick me to think that the floors are clean. And he was like, you’re full of shit. I’m like no…I’ve got astigmatism, the light bounces off the floor and make me see things differently.

And then he groaned, mustered something unintelligibly and went on to wash Charlie, then dried him with a towel. I magic mopped the whole house in under 5 minutes including replacing the cleaning sheets (magic mop IS magic), blogged this and is about to watch tele while sipping a tall glass of fizzy tonic and apple juice concoction. The man’s probably going to comb Charlie later on too, I know I’ll figure out something to say.

So yes ladies and gentlemen, the moral of this story is that: if you want to get out of something, keep on…talking, even if it doesn’t make sense.

almost a quarter century year old

i should be blogging, but am really not feeling so verbose these days. oh well i’m going to try.

i got roses this morning at the office. the babber secretly sent em to me for my impending birthday. he had just given me a brand new white nokia n97 just about a week ago. my bf is the best one in the world :)

roses

i ought to blog about my recent trip to thailand but i just haven’t got the bleeding time to process any picture. i endeavour to at least write a proper post by the end of the week.

here’s a picture of my room at le meredien chiang mai as a teaser.

le meredien chiang mai

btw, i’m on leave till monday. am determined to pamper myself properly before going back to work…manicure, pedicure, massage the works. i can’t be hitting 25 looking like a banshee :P

wow, i’m going to be 25 very soon.

here are my posts of when i was:

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22 – errr, i was depressed in Singapore so no birthday post :P
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24 – Post 1, Post 2