Weekly shortcuts
Monday, September 22, 2008
Adam (don't remember the flippin' address! ;p) has an epic fail of a learning curve with Bluetooth connectivity. In his defense, my own curve took a sinusoidal dump when my mac spun its wheels of death looking for an "unfound Bluetooth PAN."
Later in the same day, I bumped into Fi who said I looked completely different and normal out of the studio. We sometimes pole in our knickers.
Got ambushed at Pebble's station while illegally delivering mushrooms from Fay's table. That highly confused and a bloody month too early for Halloween psycho chick with the guitar and feathery head gear isn't me. Really.
Serious discussion with TJ as to whether or not I've ever tossed a "flaming bag of poo" onto my neighbor's porch. Them crazy Brit kids... and I never knew a douche was a poo bag. I thought it meant shithead and/or something to flush your girly parts with.
I think the peanuts in the rojak at Batai are clearly spiked--makes for pro-as-fuck brainstorming sessions after lunch, no shens.
Helped Ed pick out a purse for his co-worker. Such a pretty Pucci package :) Down with the Ferragamo! The Bottega was nice too... cough. But after all the deliberation, he reverted and decided not to buy it.
Nas rocked the Hangback and we floored the Superman (by floored, I mean we started from the floor to get used to the pain lol):
The seriously-holding-some-shit-in-look: the Superman, sorta kinda
For more pole action: Pole-artiy
Had couples therapy earlier for Aizat and Ditesh with Ditesh unleashing his inner female Gujarati. Wretched humor from the car all the way to A&W for drama between waffle bites... i.e. Ditesh with a shocking find and Raj offering penance:
"I'm sleeping with your *******" "Aha! I knew it, you fucker!"
Feel free to download the image to add your own captioning :P
Although I find the occurrence of social/verbal retardation amongst certain people curiously, albeit perversely amusing (in a purely professional "you dumb fuck, that's an inkblot" manner of course), I am simply too tired to put up with it any longer. I am bowing out (read: STAY AWAY FROM ME). It has been fun sticking a bloody railroad spike through my forehead every other time but I've really got better things to do. I'm not your emotional crash dump outlet. Been there, done that and safe to say I'm not a better person because of that. Rest assured, I will invoice for the therapy sessions accordingly.
Please drown yourself in the aquarium on the way out, thank you. Thank you very much.
Adam (don't remember the flippin' address! ;p) has an epic fail of a learning curve with Bluetooth connectivity. In his defense, my own curve took a sinusoidal dump when my mac spun its wheels of death looking for an "unfound Bluetooth PAN."
Later in the same day, I bumped into Fi who said I looked completely different and normal out of the studio. We sometimes pole in our knickers.
Got ambushed at Pebble's station while illegally delivering mushrooms from Fay's table. That highly confused and a bloody month too early for Halloween psycho chick with the guitar and feathery head gear isn't me. Really.
Serious discussion with TJ as to whether or not I've ever tossed a "flaming bag of poo" onto my neighbor's porch. Them crazy Brit kids... and I never knew a douche was a poo bag. I thought it meant shithead and/or something to flush your girly parts with.
I think the peanuts in the rojak at Batai are clearly spiked--makes for pro-as-fuck brainstorming sessions after lunch, no shens.
Helped Ed pick out a purse for his co-worker. Such a pretty Pucci package :) Down with the Ferragamo! The Bottega was nice too... cough. But after all the deliberation, he reverted and decided not to buy it.
Nas rocked the Hangback and we floored the Superman (by floored, I mean we started from the floor to get used to the pain lol):
The seriously-holding-some-shit-in-look: the Superman, sorta kinda
For more pole action: Pole-artiy
Had couples therapy earlier for Aizat and Ditesh with Ditesh unleashing his inner female Gujarati. Wretched humor from the car all the way to A&W for drama between waffle bites... i.e. Ditesh with a shocking find and Raj offering penance:
"I'm sleeping with your *******" "Aha! I knew it, you fucker!"
Feel free to download the image to add your own captioning :P
Although I find the occurrence of social/verbal retardation amongst certain people curiously, albeit perversely amusing (in a purely professional "you dumb fuck, that's an inkblot" manner of course), I am simply too tired to put up with it any longer. I am bowing out (read: STAY AWAY FROM ME). It has been fun sticking a bloody railroad spike through my forehead every other time but I've really got better things to do. I'm not your emotional crash dump outlet. Been there, done that and safe to say I'm not a better person because of that. Rest assured, I will invoice for the therapy sessions accordingly.
Please drown yourself in the aquarium on the way out, thank you. Thank you very much.
Somo pole invasion
Friday, September 12, 2008
Happy Birthday Lola! :D
Lola's Birthday
Tagging all 51 pictures on Facebork is hard work hehe Commentary includes (but not limited to) the adventures of hiding from Lola at the start, Adam and Jon getting smacked around by Lili and featuring the "Chug it!" chant :)
One big happy family!
The long island toast
Happy Birthday Lola! :D
Lola's Birthday
Tagging all 51 pictures on Facebork is hard work hehe Commentary includes (but not limited to) the adventures of hiding from Lola at the start, Adam and Jon getting smacked around by Lili and featuring the "Chug it!" chant :)
One big happy family!
The long island toast
Backstage from the Cloret's Pole Dancing Finals
Monday, September 08, 2008
Since Facebork decided to not upload my pictures, I have to do this manually and blog it :p
After many, many weeks of dedicated pole training, pole burns and blooper shots, Friday turned out AWESOME! Much love and grats to the winners: Lili (1st), Sam (2nd), Auto (3rd), Zoe (4th) and Kyeth (5th)!
Thank you to everyone else who attended! ^^;
I only have the backstage shots because I was obviously not out front during and after with my camera :P
Pietro strutting his stuff in his opening act
Hannah and Pietro rehearsing
Lola giving last minute pointers
The stage crew
Adam and a ninja shot of himself :p Cam whoring more than the rest of us hehe
Our glam stage for the night
After lunch--Emerald, Miss D, Jon, Kathy, Adam, Lola
The contestants watching on--Auto with the thumbs up and Kyeth in motion trying to run out of the frame
Hanging out with Lili and Nana
Sexy in red--Kyeth, Bernade, Nikita
Dry run: Lola and Liang, our emcee
Bernade hanging out in the changing room
After makeup (clockwise from me)--Nana, Kyeth, Nikita, Bernade
Miss D and Kyeth by the dirty hallway :p
Everyone sitting cool waiting for the event to start... they start freaking out 20 minutes later :p
My turn to grace the dirty hallway with Emerald and Miss D
Kyeth and Bernade in sizzling red!
Kyeth and Bernade with Lola; LOL@Kyeth's expression
Pole divas backstage--Miss D, Kyeth, Bernade, Nikita, Lola, Emerald
Vivyn, the sexy duo (Ivyn and Janice), Sam and Nana
Group shot with the duo, Nana and Vivyn
What a large bruise that is on Sam's knee! :p
Isaac making his debut into the group shots hehe Bernade and Zoe upstairs looking (most probably) at Lili changing :p
Lola all dolled up checking up on us
Miss D and her self promo :p
Vee and Lola
Miss D and more shameless self promo :p
If anyone has the FINAL group shot on stage they'd like to share, much thanks if you could send a copy over :)
I hope everyone had as much fun as I did on Friday night! :D See you guys in class/pole access this week and babyyy, you can leave your hat on ;)
Since Facebork decided to not upload my pictures, I have to do this manually and blog it :p
After many, many weeks of dedicated pole training, pole burns and blooper shots, Friday turned out AWESOME! Much love and grats to the winners: Lili (1st), Sam (2nd), Auto (3rd), Zoe (4th) and Kyeth (5th)!
Thank you to everyone else who attended! ^^;
I only have the backstage shots because I was obviously not out front during and after with my camera :P
Pietro strutting his stuff in his opening act
Hannah and Pietro rehearsing
Lola giving last minute pointers
The stage crew
Adam and a ninja shot of himself :p Cam whoring more than the rest of us hehe
Our glam stage for the night
After lunch--Emerald, Miss D, Jon, Kathy, Adam, Lola
The contestants watching on--Auto with the thumbs up and Kyeth in motion trying to run out of the frame
Hanging out with Lili and Nana
Sexy in red--Kyeth, Bernade, Nikita
Dry run: Lola and Liang, our emcee
Bernade hanging out in the changing room
After makeup (clockwise from me)--Nana, Kyeth, Nikita, Bernade
Miss D and Kyeth by the dirty hallway :p
Everyone sitting cool waiting for the event to start... they start freaking out 20 minutes later :p
My turn to grace the dirty hallway with Emerald and Miss D
Kyeth and Bernade in sizzling red!
Kyeth and Bernade with Lola; LOL@Kyeth's expression
Pole divas backstage--Miss D, Kyeth, Bernade, Nikita, Lola, Emerald
Vivyn, the sexy duo (Ivyn and Janice), Sam and Nana
Group shot with the duo, Nana and Vivyn
What a large bruise that is on Sam's knee! :p
Isaac making his debut into the group shots hehe Bernade and Zoe upstairs looking (most probably) at Lili changing :p
Lola all dolled up checking up on us
Miss D and her self promo :p
Vee and Lola
Miss D and more shameless self promo :p
If anyone has the FINAL group shot on stage they'd like to share, much thanks if you could send a copy over :)
I hope everyone had as much fun as I did on Friday night! :D See you guys in class/pole access this week and babyyy, you can leave your hat on ;)
Miserable
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
I'm down with a massive fever that comes cozily with achy breaky joints and the frequent drifting around sleeplessly with the uncanny sensation of a budding, explosive supernova in my head.
That and the only reason I'm writing is to complain about the banana I just had. Of all the accessible fruit in the kitchen, I had to eat this one NORMAL looking banana--that turned out to have a massively mutated seed.
I kid you not.
I would've snapped a photo, but the mushy leftover of what was the middle section of the banana AND THAT GOD FUGLY BLACK SEED wouldn't have made spectacular imagery. Plus I was too disgusted and was busy scrubbing the insides of my mouth out.
If I die before the day of the competition, it's because I've been infected with the alien variety of the banana and its banana-lings have exploded out of my stomach.
I'm down with a massive fever that comes cozily with achy breaky joints and the frequent drifting around sleeplessly with the uncanny sensation of a budding, explosive supernova in my head.
That and the only reason I'm writing is to complain about the banana I just had. Of all the accessible fruit in the kitchen, I had to eat this one NORMAL looking banana--that turned out to have a massively mutated seed.
I kid you not.
I would've snapped a photo, but the mushy leftover of what was the middle section of the banana AND THAT GOD FUGLY BLACK SEED wouldn't have made spectacular imagery. Plus I was too disgusted and was busy scrubbing the insides of my mouth out.
If I die before the day of the competition, it's because I've been infected with the alien variety of the banana and its banana-lings have exploded out of my stomach.
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Sean Sean Tan;
sarcastic wordsmith, dirty in oh-so-many ways, fun-loving IE-hating CSS worshiping markup "engineer", anime-styled arm flailing expressive communicator, proudly self-initiated member of the cult of milk and caffeine, snotty pink crayon lover, tree hugging hippy organic designer, pole dancer wannabe, pet-challenged 70 frost mage/bitchin' disc priest/annoying resto druid--sometimes spazzy, often giggly, always loud.
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