Thanks for leaving me out, guys. I was merely 5 minutes late getting home 'cos I had to run some errands yesterday and I heard Biennale plans were canceled thanks to a certain grouch. BUT when I got home, I found a note saying they'd changed their minds and were gonna go ahead with the outing anyways. If I didn't know better, I'd say they planned to leave me out on purpose! It's not like I even need to pay to get in, and I usually stay silent when out in public. I don't see why you guys need to PRETEND plans were canceled just so I wouldn't tag along! I bet I have a more evolved appreciation for art than the three of you combined.
I spent Thursday moping around the house and reading fashion blogs. THREE STOOGES INDEED.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Ertrocities of Extravagant Youth
It would be so ideal if money were no longer the most widely used currency for exhange of goods and services, and cookies were used instead. I am so disillusioned by the rate at which young people spend money these days and the world's obsession with consumerism. Been scoffing at Mo's occasional indulgence in retail therapy, then it suddenly dawned on me that I myself am a culprit of burning holes in people's wallets. It just so happens my hobbies tend to be rather expensive ones and for someone so willfully unemployed, I must say it scares me to think I may not be able to maintain my idyllic lifestyle if Mo one day decides not to sponsor my daily activities anymore.
Traveling is one of my greatest loves, and I'm lucky enough to be good friends with someone who so willingly brings me along wherever she goes. I've had the privilege of touring quaint Japanese towns, exploring Europe, experiencing both winter and summer in the land Down Under, had an authentic Thai massage in Bangkok, and traveled to many other places. It just so happens that traveling means incurring significant costs and the risk of overspending while in full holiday mode.
And then theres photography. I would love to sign up for proper photography classes with the Lomographic Society but the rates of the courses are pretty steep for a jobless panther and I can't even begin to imagine how I can raise that kinda money with the minimal skills that I have. Perhaps I could steal some of Mo's over-priced and under-utilised tops and sell them for half their original prices? I don't know man. Ever since Mo bought her Holga and abandoned it temporarily, I've been lugging it around and capturing priceless scenes and moments. It was only after that experience did I realize just how expensive the film I used was, and developing the pictures didn't cost any less! That's what you get for being trigger-happy.
Anyway, since we're on the topic of photography, I've just been invited to join Mo and her koolkat pals while they check out the Singapore Biennale (shout out to Vic: Marry me!). They're planning to cover all the various venues this Thursday, and since my schedule's wide open on Thurs, I suppose I'll tag along and take in the sheer beauty of photo exhibitions. For more info, paw this link: http://www.singaporebiennale.org/ . I've decided to include the venue map below so you cyberstalkers know where to find my furry tush come Thursday!
Traveling is one of my greatest loves, and I'm lucky enough to be good friends with someone who so willingly brings me along wherever she goes. I've had the privilege of touring quaint Japanese towns, exploring Europe, experiencing both winter and summer in the land Down Under, had an authentic Thai massage in Bangkok, and traveled to many other places. It just so happens that traveling means incurring significant costs and the risk of overspending while in full holiday mode.
And then theres photography. I would love to sign up for proper photography classes with the Lomographic Society but the rates of the courses are pretty steep for a jobless panther and I can't even begin to imagine how I can raise that kinda money with the minimal skills that I have. Perhaps I could steal some of Mo's over-priced and under-utilised tops and sell them for half their original prices? I don't know man. Ever since Mo bought her Holga and abandoned it temporarily, I've been lugging it around and capturing priceless scenes and moments. It was only after that experience did I realize just how expensive the film I used was, and developing the pictures didn't cost any less! That's what you get for being trigger-happy.
Anyway, since we're on the topic of photography, I've just been invited to join Mo and her koolkat pals while they check out the Singapore Biennale (shout out to Vic: Marry me!). They're planning to cover all the various venues this Thursday, and since my schedule's wide open on Thurs, I suppose I'll tag along and take in the sheer beauty of photo exhibitions. For more info, paw this link: http://www.singaporebiennale.org/ . I've decided to include the venue map below so you cyberstalkers know where to find my furry tush come Thursday!
I'm so eggcited. Lerve is in the air and I'm psyched about all the plans I have lined up for the week. Included a pic of myself in the loving arms of Mo because it so accurately depicts the mood I'm in right now - lerved and totally chilled out.
In other news, I'm in need of a bath - V suggests that I be sent to the drycleaners since Mo is too much of a scaredy cat to put me in her washing machine and do the deed herself. C'mon guys, I can swim okay? No biggie. Gimme an oxygen tank and I guarantee you won't be fishing my dead body out of the washing machine. And I've been working out, can't you tell? Its not like I'm gonna disintegrate or anything ... Bish, plz.
Ok, this little pinky is going to bed because tomorrow brings macaroon mania and a trip to the gym. And you wonder why I'm in the pink of health!
Pinkerton OUT!
I Hate You ErLot
Don't you just love how people take your time for granted. It's the best feeling in the world knowing that you not only juggle massive werk on a daily basis because it just so happens you're in an insane academic institution, you also have to attend to the whims and fancies of a certain individual who not only doesn't know when to say thank you, he/she doesn't know how to say sorry either.
It's OK, we're getting there a day at a time. Makes it all that much easier. Having said all that, I now feel so much more at peace with everything, and everyone.
It's OK, we're getting there a day at a time. Makes it all that much easier. Having said all that, I now feel so much more at peace with everything, and everyone.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Ermazing
I've been up to my furry neck with werk and haven't visited my favourite trashy tabloid blogs - e.g. PopSugar, JustJared, PerezHilton, theSuperficial, etc. in the past 7 days! It's really quite ERMAZING because I usually pop those links at least twice a day thanks to their very frequent updates. Such is the life of a (un)busy panther.
Ok, so nothing much's been happening. I've been waiting patiently in anticipation of the Oompa Loompazaar - some bazaar at Smoo that's gonna be taking place this week. Kinda fuzzy on the details like the actual duration of the bazaar and the kind of events that're gonna be taking place but I've received some recommendations on which stalls to pop by. Buzz me if you want in on the good digs - gotta be discreet with these things because only the selfish stay stylish! Hahahaha OK I know being pink in colour does not award me entitlement to random bimbotic behaviour and lingo. But I can't help it!
Tonight I'm paying another visit (one of many this week) to my good friend living far far away because he needs moral support. It appears his life is one giant regurgitated spitball because his all-time closest companions (thought I was one of them, guess not) have depleted miserably since the recent departure of his good friend who's left for Sydney for further studies. It just seems like whenever people feel lonely and desolate, they turn to me for help. The stench rising from my 15 years of unwashed fur seems to give off some kind of unexplainable comforting aura.
Its ermazing how I find time for these pointless visits when I'm busy as a bee. But like I always say, a friend in need, is a friend indeed (a friend with weed is better).
Alright, time to satisfy my munchies.
Later 'gators.
Ok, so nothing much's been happening. I've been waiting patiently in anticipation of the Oompa Loompazaar - some bazaar at Smoo that's gonna be taking place this week. Kinda fuzzy on the details like the actual duration of the bazaar and the kind of events that're gonna be taking place but I've received some recommendations on which stalls to pop by. Buzz me if you want in on the good digs - gotta be discreet with these things because only the selfish stay stylish! Hahahaha OK I know being pink in colour does not award me entitlement to random bimbotic behaviour and lingo. But I can't help it!
Tonight I'm paying another visit (one of many this week) to my good friend living far far away because he needs moral support. It appears his life is one giant regurgitated spitball because his all-time closest companions (thought I was one of them, guess not) have depleted miserably since the recent departure of his good friend who's left for Sydney for further studies. It just seems like whenever people feel lonely and desolate, they turn to me for help. The stench rising from my 15 years of unwashed fur seems to give off some kind of unexplainable comforting aura.
Its ermazing how I find time for these pointless visits when I'm busy as a bee. But like I always say, a friend in need, is a friend indeed (a friend with weed is better).
Alright, time to satisfy my munchies.
Later 'gators.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
E-mergencies 'R' Us
Offering assistance to those of you in the process of mending a broken heart. Yes, I know its break up season. Those of you in long-term relationships seem to have hit that much anticipated bump in the road.
Never fear, Pink Panther plasters are the first step to solving all your problems!
As for me, I only have a hole in the heart to mend. Or rather, a hole in my chest that needs some attention. Does anyone know how to sew?!
The 'E' in Crises
With the world experiencing financial turmoil of epic proportions and a whole landslide of other minor disasters scattered across the globe, its easy for one to be inclined to adopt a negative mindset towards things. Despite spending most of my time in an enclosed area, seemingly safe and sound from the ugliness of the world beyond these glass doors, all I hear is pessimism and negativity permeating the airwaves. Does it really help to groan about times being bad when that's all anyone's ever complained about since the beginning of time? It's rarely the case you hear people celebrating the good times and relishing in the beauty of a stable economy.
So while you plebeians are out there lamenting the dire states of your bank accounts, I can sit here and plot how to take over the world. First and foremost, I need to help Mo find a job. The sub-prime crisis has certainly fucked things up for those looking to secure themselves a cushy bank job what with all the big banks crumbling and little banks suffering the magnitude of the repercussions. Perhaps now would be an opportune moment to pursue her dream of starting a magazine (she was devastated when JANE mag ceased publications), open a pet shop with her mom or the myriad of other biz ideas she toyed with over the holidays when I was too busy to entertain her.
With the markets biting the dust and hordes of people getting retrenched, its the perfect moment for one to stray from the conventional route of diving head first into one of those jobs that promise you a puny cubicle and mediocre pay. For those who only ever pretended to be in pursuit of a job like that, now's your chance to tell your folks you can't get a job! You're being forced into entrepreneurship just to stay afloat! I personally feel that as long as you've got a brain and the willingness/discipline to work hard regardless of what you're doing, you'll never go hungry. And feeding yourself is all that matters, right? (To some people at least)
In times like these, only the weak-minded succumb to depression because it's all so easy to put your hands up in surrender.
I say we should all stay positive ... Exchange rates plunging? Time to go on a holiday! I'm targeting Sydney in December.
Think Pink!
So while you plebeians are out there lamenting the dire states of your bank accounts, I can sit here and plot how to take over the world. First and foremost, I need to help Mo find a job. The sub-prime crisis has certainly fucked things up for those looking to secure themselves a cushy bank job what with all the big banks crumbling and little banks suffering the magnitude of the repercussions. Perhaps now would be an opportune moment to pursue her dream of starting a magazine (she was devastated when JANE mag ceased publications), open a pet shop with her mom or the myriad of other biz ideas she toyed with over the holidays when I was too busy to entertain her.
With the markets biting the dust and hordes of people getting retrenched, its the perfect moment for one to stray from the conventional route of diving head first into one of those jobs that promise you a puny cubicle and mediocre pay. For those who only ever pretended to be in pursuit of a job like that, now's your chance to tell your folks you can't get a job! You're being forced into entrepreneurship just to stay afloat! I personally feel that as long as you've got a brain and the willingness/discipline to work hard regardless of what you're doing, you'll never go hungry. And feeding yourself is all that matters, right? (To some people at least)
In times like these, only the weak-minded succumb to depression because it's all so easy to put your hands up in surrender.
I say we should all stay positive ... Exchange rates plunging? Time to go on a holiday! I'm targeting Sydney in December.
Think Pink!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Everlasting Ernonymity No More
I'd intended to remain ernonymous until someone discovered my true identity, but to hell with that plan. Why live a life in secrecy when I have so much wisdom to share? Furthermore, I've developed quite an obsession with cam-whoring (I blame Mo) and want to display my photogenic good looks for the world to see.
I bought a couple good books today at Borders - 'Crowdsourcing' by Jeff Howe and 'The Age of Turbulence' by Alan Greenspan. I know right ... you must be thinking to yourself 'wow, that's one intelligent panther'. Ok not that I've gained any knowledge from either of those books yet, but hey, I read fast. By the end of the week, I'm gonna be pro as shit at Crowdsourcing (whatever the hell that is anyway) and I'll know all about life as the chairman of the U.S. Federal Reserve. Sounds all too promising right! Shite ... I'm excited just thinking about it.
All that time spent in the closet has got me thinking. What if there's more to life than folding clothes, memorizing fashion labels, perfecting my skills at color coordination and being a personal stylist? I think if I were put to the test, I'd be quite an E-nnovative person and I could start my own business doing something totally rad and inspiring. Only time will tell. In the meantime, my priority is to be the best at what I do (organize messy people's closets) and continue reading as much as I can to learn more about the world and such.
I never thought I would have so much fun blogging. Look at how long this post has gotten ... My 6 fingers have been over-worked for sure. Time for bed! My eye bag (I only have one eye) is getting more unsightly with each passing day.
Pinkerton out!
I bought a couple good books today at Borders - 'Crowdsourcing' by Jeff Howe and 'The Age of Turbulence' by Alan Greenspan. I know right ... you must be thinking to yourself 'wow, that's one intelligent panther'. Ok not that I've gained any knowledge from either of those books yet, but hey, I read fast. By the end of the week, I'm gonna be pro as shit at Crowdsourcing (whatever the hell that is anyway) and I'll know all about life as the chairman of the U.S. Federal Reserve. Sounds all too promising right! Shite ... I'm excited just thinking about it.
All that time spent in the closet has got me thinking. What if there's more to life than folding clothes, memorizing fashion labels, perfecting my skills at color coordination and being a personal stylist? I think if I were put to the test, I'd be quite an E-nnovative person and I could start my own business doing something totally rad and inspiring. Only time will tell. In the meantime, my priority is to be the best at what I do (organize messy people's closets) and continue reading as much as I can to learn more about the world and such.
I never thought I would have so much fun blogging. Look at how long this post has gotten ... My 6 fingers have been over-worked for sure. Time for bed! My eye bag (I only have one eye) is getting more unsightly with each passing day.
Pinkerton out!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
two mud's first post
life as a closet packer is really not so bad. it'd be nice if i got to see the sun more often but no worries, at least i get to sleep in her bed at night. every now and then, we go for a late-night cruise and somehow end up in some faraway cave filled with ciggie fumes. i find the cave dweller ever so ERNNOYING. but its cool. he helps me gear up my warr in world of warcraft ... i get pretty good shit most of the time. look me up on armory, bietchess .... my nick's ERNNIHILATOR. wooooo
ok its hard to type when your fingers are glued together. peeeeeeeeeeace out pinkertons.
ok its hard to type when your fingers are glued together. peeeeeeeeeeace out pinkertons.
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