Thursday, April 24, 2014

Melbourne 2

Story for yawns:
I don't usually have much trouble sleeping. It can be anywhere- on the train, bus, car, stiff bed, floor, table... how it works is, I don't usually get consistent hours of sleep, nor do I have a sleeping pattern to follow. Similar to meals- i.e. eat when hungry, I sleep when I'm tired. Usual case is, sleepy at 3pm but unable to sleep due to work, get home thinking yea I'll have an early night, end up 3am wide awake.

People who say they can't sleep when it's not their own bed, I can't relate to that because I'm usually so tired by the time I get around to sleeping, it's pretty much KO as soon as I hit the bed. Or the bus. Or wherever I am that allows rest. Funny thing is the dreams that come with this kind of sleep. Sometimes, it might be a doze that lasts only 5 minutes in reality, but with the dream that accompanies it? Feels like hours.

The stay in Melbourne was pretty comfortable. I had my 4 pillows (perfect number) the whole time, a heater/air con and a spacious bathroom. Except I had that odd dream of loose teeth that everyone gets. Some say that indicates indecisiveness about a problem in real life, others say I'm hiding something, or that I'm grieving loss, or that I need to loosen up. 

Whatever it is, I made sure to be extra vigilant when brushing my teeth the next morning. Don't judge- I like to take things literally.

From melblog
Alright! Back on track. Exciting times ahead because we went back to Little Lonsdale Street. I never blogged about my previous trip to Melbourne before this one. I went on my own because someone ditched me on that trip. That's story for a rainy day I think, but it was a wonderful experience and it was then that I discovered Little Lonsdale Street and the quaint cafes that dotted along it.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Lunch!

From cookkk
Just to spite someone who is expecting Melbourne 2, here's reviving an old thread. After a few days of superb food and coffee, it's time to... go cheap. Egg sandwich costs next to nothing if you've got chickens in your backyard. Yesterday, it was a plain egg sandwich (boil a small amount of water, 7 mins 2 eggs, covered) that's been seasoned with salt and pepper and some kewpie.

Today, added a bit of tuna, some baby capers (already a jar opened in the fridge) and chopped up some of that yellow pickled radish (leftover from sushi making last time). Open sandwich because... well, I ran out of bread.

Melbourne 1

Boring title because really, who has inspiration to blog at 11am? Actually, come to think about it, the most uninspiring hours should be around 2-3pm, which coincides with a lot of people's downtime I would imagine.

Breakdown of a typical day at work:
6-9am: Bleh getting up, travelling to work.. never fun.
9-11am: still trying to wake up and struggling to get into the roll of things for work.
Past 11-12:30pm: so close to lunch time. Stomachs start to rumble, motivation to work heightens due to impending break.
12:30-1pm: Lunch!!
Around 1:30pm: Work extra hard. Energy gained from lunch depleted...
2-3pm: Just. Want. To. Go. Home. Already. Need a nap.
4-5pm: so close to home time. Pack up and think about dinner.

That doesn't work on your days off though. Days off, you'll just hate on everything and everybody that wakes you up before 1pm. Like today. Anyway! Melbourne.. here we go. Will be going through this trip super quick hopefully. It was a long drive to Melbourne from Sydney.
From melblog
4am
Started off at Eastwood and we stopped by a Maccas on the way, (B turned into some storage warehouse place and missed the first one), grabbed a coffee and toastie before hitting the road again.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

"Practice makes Permanent"

Food for thought:
There is the ongoing joke. A tourist asked a famous violinist How do you get to Carnegie Hall? to which he replied Practice.

I've never been into poetry, but since seeing this one youtube clip of Phil Kaye and Sarah Kay reciting spoken word poetry, I have been hooked. One particular clip which Sarah Kay did on long distance relationship titled "Postcards", she metaphorically speaks of the ongoing practice of a drummer living downstairs. How practice does not make perfect- it makes permanent. We may be repeating the same mistake over and over and it truly does not get us any closer to perfection- in fact, it draws us further away as we learn our mistakes. Phil Kaye further talks about repetition in this clip. If we repeat something enough times, it loses its meaning, be it words or actions.

It is always so much harder to unlearn a mistake and relearn it the right way, than to start from a blank slate and learn from no prior knowledge. Be it music, sports, relationships... /emo rant.

From baKEE
So after a long time of not baking anything, we decided to go back to basics and make a mud cake. With cream cheese frosting.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

A party for Two

They say bad things come in threes. Actually, that is more a luck thing- bad luck comes in threes, apparently. I'm not a superstitious person at all- though as a kid, I always thought there was a ghost living in my parents' room. Or specifically, their bathroom, and I hated going into their room, especially during the evening when the sun is setting and the world is shadowed in this unnatural semi-darkness. Perhaps it's because out of all the rooms in the house, their room is the one place I visited the least.

Where was I? Oh, three. If we were to be superstitious, three is a good number because it's meant to sound like "live" in Chinese as opposed to 4. Saying goes that it's always third time lucky as well. Then again, there is that weird superstition that you should never take photos with a group of three because the middle person will bite the dust. Yep, this world works in strange ways and one cannot define a number as being simply either good or bad. HOWEVER, I've had my three unfortunate events and would like to believe that things can only get better from here. It's all about being positive and optimistic.

From cookkk
No better way to do that than to have a party! And since it's a weekday, few people could make it. Rather, it was a party for myself and PS (aka Princess) only.