Thursday, January 21, 2010

Pinks & Bear, Reds & Donkey

This is the story of how my friends came to have animal names attached. I'll start with the first christening of my landlady and the rest will just tumble out :)

When she first started going out with him, she was very surprised at his collection of teddy bears. It came in all shapes and sizes, and all colors as well if I may add. A few days after, we were discussing dinner options and she asked me "How now brown cow".

You must know that I'm on the heavy side. You must also know that we've been talking about losing my weight for the past weeks so naturally, this rubbed me off the wrong way and I retorted, "Why are you calling me a COW!??!!?"

she: huh? umm (meekly) it's a phrase. how now brown cow..
me: oh. really?
she: yes -.-"
me: are you sure? really?
she: yes. how now brown cow. it's a phrase. i no shit you...!

And there after, we christened each other Pink Cow(for her - she was wearing a pink shirt at that time) and Red Cow (apparently, I buy t-shirts in all shades of red without realising it). Since we were meeting Alex later, we just collectively decided to call him Bear.

Dating a few months in Maldives, it was only after we took the relationship seriously that I decided it was time for him to have an animal name as well. It was to be Donkey but that's way too long a story for now :)

sleeping and eating disorder

I haven't been able to sleep and eat properly lately. Extremely disturbing seeing that I have no stress at the moment, unless you count diminishing bank account as one. Even then, my bills have never been more sorted and I've never felt better with all the time I have on my hands.

When it comes to sleep, I can't seem to get much if Pinks' not around. She's been running off to her weekend hideaway for the most part this week due to logistics (getting her car maintained, etc.) and when she's not around, I don't have anyone to talk to. Our other housemate, Champion, comes home after a long days' work and close to 4 hours' evening classes so he can't be tossed to talk to anyone save downing 2 jumbo packs of Nasi Lemak when he comes back. Tuesdays and weekends are an exception as he has more time on hand - either there's no class, or not too many hours and he can squeeze in time in the evening for a good sweat playing badminton.

When it comes to eating, I don't seem to want to eat at all. I haven't had breakfast for the longest time and of late, I'm skipping brunch, lunch and going directly to late lunch/tea. Someone should just invent a term to describe lunch and dinner. I can think of a few - lunner (LUNch + dinNER), chinner (lunCH + dINNER).

Oh well, time for lunner/chinner before I continue watching DVDs. Hong Kong makes the best dramas ever - by that I meant b*tchy, teary and politically correct moral statements!