Which is more attractive:
A Geekess or a Smart Bimbo (sans the big breast)?
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The Intern
In the week that I was away gallivanting in Vietnam, a new intern came into our office.
Since there was an empty spot at my desk, she was asked to fill my space until I am back from vacation.
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I arrived at work unusually early that morning, and happily returned to my seat.
About half an hour later, the intern arrived in the office and made a beeline to the seat that she has grown accustomed to in the past 1 week, which of course I was perched prettily on.
Intern (to me): Isabelle?
Me: No, it's Muthu.
Intern: Where's Isabelle? And why are you sitting on Isabelle's seat? So where am I supposed to seat?
Me: Isabelle vas eaten up by me. Hee Hee Hee, and now I am going to eatchu!
The intern started crying.
Intern: Why, you are a horrible, horrible person and I hate you!
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Fine... that didn't happen. The intern wasn't a bimbo, and the conversation above didn't happen beyond the 1st line.
Being the nice AE that I am, I showed her to her new seat, and brought her some draft paper from my stash to doodle on.
But if I didn't talk about what went on in my head, there wouldn't be an entry, would there?
Since there was an empty spot at my desk, she was asked to fill my space until I am back from vacation.
.
.
.
.
I arrived at work unusually early that morning, and happily returned to my seat.
About half an hour later, the intern arrived in the office and made a beeline to the seat that she has grown accustomed to in the past 1 week, which of course I was perched prettily on.
Intern (to me): Isabelle?
Me: No, it's Muthu.
Intern: Where's Isabelle? And why are you sitting on Isabelle's seat? So where am I supposed to seat?
Me: Isabelle vas eaten up by me. Hee Hee Hee, and now I am going to eatchu!
The intern started crying.
Intern: Why, you are a horrible, horrible person and I hate you!
.
.
.
.
Fine... that didn't happen. The intern wasn't a bimbo, and the conversation above didn't happen beyond the 1st line.
Being the nice AE that I am, I showed her to her new seat, and brought her some draft paper from my stash to doodle on.
But if I didn't talk about what went on in my head, there wouldn't be an entry, would there?
Saturday, May 02, 2009
My Vampire Chronicles
I've always been intrigued by the charismatic and sophistication of Vampires portrayed in modern fiction (the disgusting ones in Buffy are an exception). But as a general rule of thumb, most vampires that I've came across are mysterious, sensual and powerful blood suckers that have held my fascination for as long as my memory went.
We focused on 2 key ingredients that makes up a vampire:
Although I might have fall slightly short of achieving that, but the idea is that the typical Isabelle "cow" face doesn't show.
2) Sleek but deadly poise of a vampire
And of course not forgetting the disputes stemmed from their territoriality.
Some friends and I have been musing upon the idea of dressing up as vampires, when we finally got down to it last Saturday.
Contrary to what one might think, there was no cheesy plastic fangs and messy bovine blood trailing off anyone's neck. Through the clever use lighting, some expert styling and Underworld-inspired costume: full thigh-high boots, corsets that suck your breath out and flasher leather coats, the shoot was laid out to depict a vampire's surreal existence, stylized solitude and animalistic sensuality.
We focused on 2 key ingredients that makes up a vampire:
1) Haunting eyes.
Although I might have fall slightly short of achieving that, but the idea is that the typical Isabelle "cow" face doesn't show.2) Sleek but deadly poise of a vampire
And of course not forgetting the disputes stemmed from their territoriality.
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