I don't know where the people got their facts where the best crab dishes in Seremban, is Seremban Crab Restaurant... but sometimes it is the company that counts.
YL, Chin Aik, Michelle and Ah Fai showed up in Seremban due to Sophia's wedding, and they really crave for crabs. So, we went to the place and have it. As we were told by YL that she did not have crabs for a long time, we ordered 2kg of crabs, and it is finished by all of us... (YL certainly have a bigger portion of the crab, but it was sweet to see Chin Aik is taking a good care of her by giving her more crab, hahaha!)
Then, we went back home to have some drinks and watching Mummy 3. I am sorry that I made some heavy cocktail... but it is a good one because it is Japanese-Russian twist with some OJ...but with a few more beers down the 'pipe hole' everyone is good to go to sleep.
In conclusion, in future, I will bring them to another place for food because we knew the chef pretty well and I will said they will be more crab meat in the package... and also we can go to PD or Tanjung Sepat for some nice seafoods... it is depending on them either they still dare to come to my place... and in addition, I found a new drink where I can make from dragon fruits and strawberry...
Monday, September 01, 2008
Me and my stubborn 40" waist
Lately, due to constant nagging from a good friend about my weight problem, I have take a deep tour into the 'situation'.
To start, I have listed reasons for the guts:
1.I have been to gym, well it is an 'on' and 'off' affairs because of the time problem.
2. It is the beer... back in the US, I seldom drink beers... I am a bourbon, vodka, tequila and WHISKEY guy... and not beer
3. FOODS: Well... it is the number 1 problem because the food in Malaysia are great and CHEAP.. damn it... I have to make a pledge, no more late night snacks or so called mamak...
4. TIME: Yes, some experts said that with a proper time planning, exercise should be easily fit into the slot, and I mean yeah, if you have to manage few companies at the same time... I make another pledge... will exercise more.
I have to look at my gut and tell it, you will be smaller in size because I want to look good... so sorry, if you are stubborn, I am worse!
To start, I have listed reasons for the guts:
1.I have been to gym, well it is an 'on' and 'off' affairs because of the time problem.
2. It is the beer... back in the US, I seldom drink beers... I am a bourbon, vodka, tequila and WHISKEY guy... and not beer
3. FOODS: Well... it is the number 1 problem because the food in Malaysia are great and CHEAP.. damn it... I have to make a pledge, no more late night snacks or so called mamak...
4. TIME: Yes, some experts said that with a proper time planning, exercise should be easily fit into the slot, and I mean yeah, if you have to manage few companies at the same time... I make another pledge... will exercise more.
I have to look at my gut and tell it, you will be smaller in size because I want to look good... so sorry, if you are stubborn, I am worse!
Opposites attract: fact or myth? (taken from http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-opposites-attract-fact-or-myth/?cnn=yes)
It is something that I AM IN RIGHT NOW, because this topic is so related, I was wondering it is true or not? Any comment?
Opposites Attract: Fact Or Myth?
Posted by: Natalie Krinsky
I am not afraid to say, that it was Paula Abdul’s “Opposites Attract” that taught me my first lesson in love; if he takes the bed, and she steals the covers, they must be a match made in relationship heaven. According to Paula, a relationship could, and would, flourish if lovers found themselves on opposing sides of the Myers Briggs Indicator.
Living in an industry town, more often than not, I have found myself in the throes of passion with a like-minded comedy-writer Democrat who favors savory snacks over sweet desserts. And most of those relationships have ended in embittered feuds over (I’ll admit) “who is funnier.”
As my mother likes to say, two spoiled brats cannot inhabit the same relationship.
So as I set off on my quest to find my mate of soul, he who encompasses all things different from me, I must first understand how different is too different? What are the differences that will allow a relationship to blossom in the sunshine of love? And what are the ones that will make it rain—creating a thunderstorm of the he-said-she-said-i-hate-you variety?
A girl cannot Bob Vila a man. No one can Bob Vila a man. If you’re in it to fix it, get out—you’re already too different. This relationship is much more suited to mother/child than to boyfriend/girlfriend.
Our latest example of opposites attracting are Anne Hathaway and that hairy Italian Rafaelo. Why did a girl who seems to have it all—brains, beauty and a working relationship with Steve Carell AND The Rock—fall into a love affair with a petty criminal? (The accountant for the Vatican? Really Rafaelo? Really? Eliot Spitzer has more street cred than you.)
This type of opposite is common; the type-A girl with the mess of a guy. And this kind is a recipe for disaster. It’s what I like to call the Toad Syndrome. We believe if we kiss the Toad—if we cuddle the Toad, if we lead the Toad to water—he will drink. We think we are the Bob Vila to his Fixer-Upper Split Level Spanish style on a cul-de-sac. But let me tell you one thing, a type-A girl can get good grades. She can succeed at her job. She can treadmill and yoga her body to fitness. She can raise boatloads of money for AIDS/Africa/PETA/The Rain Forest/And Other Worthwhile Causes. She can renovate a house. But she cannot Bob Vila a man. No one can Bob Vila a man. If you’re in it to fix it, get out—you’re already too different. This relationship is much more suited to mother/child than to boyfriend/girlfriend.
Another ocean of difference too large to cross can fall under the category of “boundaries.” A relationship cannot work if two people define their idea of a relationship too differently. If one is co-dependent and the other, independent, harmony might not be in the cards. If you are ready for a commitment and he is flitting about, skirting the issue in favor of going up your skirt—I suggest you take your business elsewhere.
Then again, there are instances where opposites seem to make things exciting as opposed to complicated. Case in point, an aspiring director friend of mine, recently began dating a farmer. Yes, a farmer. She lives in urban Los Angeles, he lives in the far reaches of a southern state, in a town with the same number of people as I have notches on my bed post. They are as opposite as opposite can be—in career, in personality, even geographically they are far away—yet somehow they both envision a similar future. They value the same things. His hopes are her hopes. His dreams are her dreams. And together, they will always enjoy fresh produce.
So perhaps this is the lesson to be culled from “opposites attract.” There is an old saying that goes “two people who are in love don’t look at each other, they look in the same direction.” A similar vision for the future will keep today’s relationship together—even if she takes the bed and he steals the covers.
Opposites Attract: Fact Or Myth?
Posted by: Natalie Krinsky
I am not afraid to say, that it was Paula Abdul’s “Opposites Attract” that taught me my first lesson in love; if he takes the bed, and she steals the covers, they must be a match made in relationship heaven. According to Paula, a relationship could, and would, flourish if lovers found themselves on opposing sides of the Myers Briggs Indicator.
Living in an industry town, more often than not, I have found myself in the throes of passion with a like-minded comedy-writer Democrat who favors savory snacks over sweet desserts. And most of those relationships have ended in embittered feuds over (I’ll admit) “who is funnier.”
As my mother likes to say, two spoiled brats cannot inhabit the same relationship.
So as I set off on my quest to find my mate of soul, he who encompasses all things different from me, I must first understand how different is too different? What are the differences that will allow a relationship to blossom in the sunshine of love? And what are the ones that will make it rain—creating a thunderstorm of the he-said-she-said-i-hate-you variety?
A girl cannot Bob Vila a man. No one can Bob Vila a man. If you’re in it to fix it, get out—you’re already too different. This relationship is much more suited to mother/child than to boyfriend/girlfriend.
Our latest example of opposites attracting are Anne Hathaway and that hairy Italian Rafaelo. Why did a girl who seems to have it all—brains, beauty and a working relationship with Steve Carell AND The Rock—fall into a love affair with a petty criminal? (The accountant for the Vatican? Really Rafaelo? Really? Eliot Spitzer has more street cred than you.)
This type of opposite is common; the type-A girl with the mess of a guy. And this kind is a recipe for disaster. It’s what I like to call the Toad Syndrome. We believe if we kiss the Toad—if we cuddle the Toad, if we lead the Toad to water—he will drink. We think we are the Bob Vila to his Fixer-Upper Split Level Spanish style on a cul-de-sac. But let me tell you one thing, a type-A girl can get good grades. She can succeed at her job. She can treadmill and yoga her body to fitness. She can raise boatloads of money for AIDS/Africa/PETA/The Rain Forest/And Other Worthwhile Causes. She can renovate a house. But she cannot Bob Vila a man. No one can Bob Vila a man. If you’re in it to fix it, get out—you’re already too different. This relationship is much more suited to mother/child than to boyfriend/girlfriend.
Another ocean of difference too large to cross can fall under the category of “boundaries.” A relationship cannot work if two people define their idea of a relationship too differently. If one is co-dependent and the other, independent, harmony might not be in the cards. If you are ready for a commitment and he is flitting about, skirting the issue in favor of going up your skirt—I suggest you take your business elsewhere.
Then again, there are instances where opposites seem to make things exciting as opposed to complicated. Case in point, an aspiring director friend of mine, recently began dating a farmer. Yes, a farmer. She lives in urban Los Angeles, he lives in the far reaches of a southern state, in a town with the same number of people as I have notches on my bed post. They are as opposite as opposite can be—in career, in personality, even geographically they are far away—yet somehow they both envision a similar future. They value the same things. His hopes are her hopes. His dreams are her dreams. And together, they will always enjoy fresh produce.
So perhaps this is the lesson to be culled from “opposites attract.” There is an old saying that goes “two people who are in love don’t look at each other, they look in the same direction.” A similar vision for the future will keep today’s relationship together—even if she takes the bed and he steals the covers.
Eight bad reasons to have sex (Taken from CNN website, http://edition.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/personal/08/28/tf.bad.reason.for.sex/index.html?iref=mpstory
Hmm... interesting topic, that's why I put it on the blog.
By Judy McGuire
(The Frisky) -- As I'm sure you're well aware, there are many good reasons to have sex. In fact, sometimes you don't need any reason at all -- other than, say, loving your partner.
Eight bad reasons to have sex
However, sometimes a lady finds herself doing all the right things for all the wrong reasons. That's what we're here to cover. So if you find yourself in any of the following situations, please extricate yourself as quickly as possible:
Revenge: The most popular very-wrong reason to have sex, revenge sex never ends well.
Hooking up with his best friend because you're angry at your boyfriend will get you nowhere. If you do manage to break up their friendship, then you're stuck with an untrustworthy dude (if he did it to him, he'll do it to you).
Even worse, there's always the (strong) possibility that he went right back and told his buddy and the two of them are now comparing notes over high-fives and hot wings.
Ego gratification: You must be fine if that scorching hot bartender took you home. Or not. Men have been known to do some unsavory things for physical gratification. The fact that he's willing and able doesn't say squat about your appeal.
Appliance envy: Your roommate "doesn't believe" in air conditioning. You can't afford premium cable and are addicted to "Weeds." You're desperate to try out Wii Fit. All of these desires are perfectly rational.
However, they are absolutely not worth the price of waking up next to someone you otherwise cannot stand. (Well, except for the AC, but that's only if it's above 100 Fahrenheit.)
Weight loss: Yes, you may have read those women's magazine articles about how being physically intimate can help you shed pounds. However, a 120-pound woman burns only 57 calories during 15 minutes of sex. That's less than half a Hostess Ho-Ho. The sweat could do nice things for your skin, but your waist will remain the same size.
Clarity: Ever since you were nine years old and saw that topless Kate Moss Calvin Klein ad, you've had a hunch you were same-sex oriented.
Unfortunately, the thought of sharing this with anyone scares you, so you get yourself a boyfriend. But you can't stop thinking about that ad....
Mercy: Empathy for a sad soul is one thing; holding an intimate pity party is quite another. Oh, and you know that saying, "no good deed goes unpunished?" It goes triple in this instance. Misery loves company -- good luck getting him out of your apartment.
Quid pro quo: I'm not knocking or talking about the sex professionals out there -- this is for the amateurs among us. Just because he bought you a lobster doesn't mean you need to give up dessert. Catch my drift?
Fame by association: He's famous, you want to be. Contrary to what you might've surmised from that old Pamela Des Barres book, "I'm With The Band: Confessions Of A Groupie," fame is not transmissible through intimate contact. However, lots of other things are, so watch out.
By Judy McGuire
(The Frisky) -- As I'm sure you're well aware, there are many good reasons to have sex. In fact, sometimes you don't need any reason at all -- other than, say, loving your partner.
Eight bad reasons to have sex
However, sometimes a lady finds herself doing all the right things for all the wrong reasons. That's what we're here to cover. So if you find yourself in any of the following situations, please extricate yourself as quickly as possible:
Revenge: The most popular very-wrong reason to have sex, revenge sex never ends well.
Hooking up with his best friend because you're angry at your boyfriend will get you nowhere. If you do manage to break up their friendship, then you're stuck with an untrustworthy dude (if he did it to him, he'll do it to you).
Even worse, there's always the (strong) possibility that he went right back and told his buddy and the two of them are now comparing notes over high-fives and hot wings.
Ego gratification: You must be fine if that scorching hot bartender took you home. Or not. Men have been known to do some unsavory things for physical gratification. The fact that he's willing and able doesn't say squat about your appeal.
Appliance envy: Your roommate "doesn't believe" in air conditioning. You can't afford premium cable and are addicted to "Weeds." You're desperate to try out Wii Fit. All of these desires are perfectly rational.
However, they are absolutely not worth the price of waking up next to someone you otherwise cannot stand. (Well, except for the AC, but that's only if it's above 100 Fahrenheit.)
Weight loss: Yes, you may have read those women's magazine articles about how being physically intimate can help you shed pounds. However, a 120-pound woman burns only 57 calories during 15 minutes of sex. That's less than half a Hostess Ho-Ho. The sweat could do nice things for your skin, but your waist will remain the same size.
Clarity: Ever since you were nine years old and saw that topless Kate Moss Calvin Klein ad, you've had a hunch you were same-sex oriented.
Unfortunately, the thought of sharing this with anyone scares you, so you get yourself a boyfriend. But you can't stop thinking about that ad....
Mercy: Empathy for a sad soul is one thing; holding an intimate pity party is quite another. Oh, and you know that saying, "no good deed goes unpunished?" It goes triple in this instance. Misery loves company -- good luck getting him out of your apartment.
Quid pro quo: I'm not knocking or talking about the sex professionals out there -- this is for the amateurs among us. Just because he bought you a lobster doesn't mean you need to give up dessert. Catch my drift?
Fame by association: He's famous, you want to be. Contrary to what you might've surmised from that old Pamela Des Barres book, "I'm With The Band: Confessions Of A Groupie," fame is not transmissible through intimate contact. However, lots of other things are, so watch out.
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