Dinner

Today I made Hainanese chicken rice, with ready made mix out of a jar with boiled chicken mixed in a combination of soy sauce, sesame oil and ground black pepper. There were also ready made fried fish balls that were thrown into the rice pot to steam for a little while.

Yesterday I made pan-fried salmon steaks with rice and a fried egg.

Yesterday was also the first time I had a hot meal with rice in a week since getting back from Birmingham.

There is also a severe lack of vegetables in my diet.

I think I'll head downstairs and make a pot of green tea.

20 pages of final year report done. 10 more to go.

Currently watching: 2010's SuperGT @ Okayama Circuit replay on Youtube

iSad

She cracked her sorry arse in to oblivion...



I now have no table lamp. Tsch.

Reset this

Every morning on the train, it’s always either murder or radical religious militants blowing themselves up (or more recently, the economic crash that sent everyone a tumbling) splashed on newspaper covers. Little wonder why everyone looks as glum-faced as the homeless chap sitting outside the British Library.

If ever there is a hung up computer or the dreaded blue/black screen of death (Heaven forbid =.= ), there is always always always always the reset button. Well, not quite for the BSOD but hey it works occasionally.

A single effortless click is all that’s needed for a fresh start. A clean slate. A white canvas. One that we’d hope to paint right this time round.

Too bad we don’t get a reset button for life and the world.

Recovery. And some pointless details.

The cough has died down.

In the midst of this one week off work, I have the girlfriend strumming guitar next to me with the boifriend singing along...

There are also jars of CNY confectionery sitting on the table next to the lappie. Pineapple tarts among them, half finished. Neil Gaiman's "Smoke and Mirrors" sit next to me, unopened because I don't feel like reading these past few days.

At this point I'm feeling that this is a pointless post with nothing of major importance or urgency. I'm disappointed with courier companies today for the first time in awhile. I suppose they have their reasons for not leaving a card *shoots them all dead*...

Oh well, at least I have the turbo trainer in my possesion now. Time for weekly interval training rides to start regardless of weather. Is wants my calves, glutes and quads back to their former glory. Nyam.


We made lamb burgers with special mint yogurt sauce for dinner today. Ama-bloody-zing. Too much work though.

Currently listening to: Dui Mien De Ni Hai Kan Guo Lai by Ah Nyu

All in a day's walk

You know its not a good start to the day when you see your bus speeding past while you're still about 70 odd metres away from the bus stop...

... ending up having to stand in the Arctic cold for about 10 minutes before another came... but didn't stop. Because bus No. 29 to Wood Green blocked its way in the stop. So came another freezing 5 minutes...

... at least the bus I got on was warm. I arrived at St Pancras at 0716 hrs. My train was due at 0716 but was delayed by a minute. It pulled out of the station as I was halfway towards the platform. The next one was at 0732 hrs, but that was delayed at first to 0736, then to 0743. Typical.

I picked up a London Metro from the floor of the train and flipped it open, straight to an article entitled "Network Rail to reduce delays".

Yup, when cows fly they will...

The biting wind and bitter cold embraced me as soon as the train doors open. You'd never find a more clingy lover. Its sunny and the blue skies are cloudless.

Its also 0 degrees C.

Winter's here.

Honestly, don't they have more important things to attend to?

I types this as Hamilton stands on the top of the podium at Shanghai during the replay of the race. Typical textbook race with nothing untoward and fairly uneventful.

The light-hearted mood wasn't to last for me as Chee-kun forwarded me the following:
I'm like what the feck?

How pissing off is this to the genteel and kind residents of KL and PJ and probably the majority of Malaysians?

The renaming of Jalan Alor in Bukit Bintang to Jalan Kejora has to be one of the most pointless and baseless moves ever by DBKL, among many others.

And the government asks us why are we so unhappy. Diu...

United Kingdom Plc's public transport is amazing

It was sheer fluke that I managed to drag myself out of bed early enough to make it to St Pancras to catch the train that was scheduled before the one I usually take to work. It wasn't much fuss as I boarded one of the carriages when an announcement was made that this train would stop at Kentish Town, the next station. Busily engrossed with the morning's depressing newspaper in hand, I absent-mindedly assumed that the train would just make a stop, since the announcement made no mention of 'termination'.

The bitch ended up terminating at Kentish Town, much to my dismay. To add insult to rapidly souring mood, the train that I usually use on my commute passed by on the next platform as it was the fast train. An announcement soon followed, to the tune of "replacement train will come to pick you up to your destination".

Being very fed up, I crossed over and took the opposite train back to St Pancras and waited half an hour for the next train to work.

It was delayed at Kentish Town again for about 10 minutes...

I have already given up at this point and texted my boss to tell him I was going to be 45 minutes late. He rang back and to tell me he wasn't coming in due to illness...

Fairly eventful first 3 hours of the day, I must say. You would have thought a first world country would have had public transport operations sussed out by now. Typical that any reforms, changes, improvements and what nots have to be debated left right and centre till everyone's blue in the face, shelved on the backburner for years and finally put into place with tonnes of unnecessary faff.