9 feb

view of the twin tower from my window. in the misty rain. yeah you can only see one tower, but no loss, the other looks the same. they're identical twins wat.

I am so glad KL has so many public holidays! Though I might not always get the day off in future, but at least I did today. For once, I’m glad it’s Thaipusam, a festival which usually means nothing more to me than road closures in town and flinching when I see guys with piercings, not because it’s gay but because they’re like 200kg piercings or something and look like they could pull the skin off a guy’s back if he yanked too hard.

So anyway, today I had a glorious lie-in! J After a busy weekend of work, moving in, and going out and meeting people. Tried to wake up at 1pm but failed and woke at 840 but managed to laze in bed till 11. then I went out to explore Chinatown and get dvds to create my own tv schedule cos tv here is quite crap and within the same channel, they keep switching language so I have to keep switching channel too! And also, was trying to find cheap places to shop cos my area’s expensive and it’s unbelievable the number of things that seem to be needed to make a place liveable!

If you think you need exercise, forget about the gym. Just go shopping. And buy enough heavy stuff to weigh your arms down. If that isn’t enough, rush into a supermarket and be unable to find where the baskets and trolleys are located then start piling your arms full with groceries. Guaranteed to build some arm muscles. If that STILL isn’t enough, get out of the shopping centre only to find that it’s raining, then lug all your shopping bags back to the supermarket, frantically search for an umbrella and pay twice what it would have cost in Chinatown where you originally almost bought one. For the final stretch of your workout, try to grab most of the heavier bags with one hand so your other hand can hold up the umbrella and the lighter bags and grit your teeth and head home, ignoring everything and everyone around you and just fully concentrating on reaching home! For all those expectant mothers, good luck to you when you try to do all that and juggle a howling baby! Great experience. [see, my blog keeps up with the times… and my friends and their lives. And empathises.]

So the rain totally messed up my journey home. But once I was comfortably settled down in front of my tv to eat dinner and watch my dvd, it felt good. J cooked my first meal here… didn’t try to be too ambitious. Just pasta, but I actually used proper minced beef unlike most of my overseas stints where we were cheapo and just bought sausages, esp those that were on ‘action’! (ah, gd ol’ swiz days) AND I had a perfectly round microwaved-in-a-coffee-cup egg “P carried over from my gelato café days. Hmm but the minced beef smelt kinda different… and tasted a bit weird. At first I thought it was just cos I bought it from the ‘halal’ section since the ‘non-halal’ section didn’t have beef. But then I realized it smelled more like mutton. But I’m pretty sure it was beef cos the supermarket rack said “Top Australian - ”… hang on. Australia has sheep too doesn’t it? [er, ok, I guess that makes it my first pasta with real minced mutton then!] What’s beef in bahasa anyway?