I figured Sammy wouldn’t be very happy if he knew that I was feeling under the weather. I’ve accepted that he is free of pain now, and perhaps much happier now that he is no longer suffering.
Let’s get on, shall we?
So last weekend it was my turn to make my way to Singapore.
And guess what! We finally watched Ratatouille! (very backward, I know.)
It was soooo cute, so believable and incredibly inspiring!
So inspiring in fact, that we ended up cooking the ratatouille together. It turned out to be a yummy, very hearty, healthy vegetable stew.

Go check out students on a budget for more details!
(Yes, we are very couple-y and domesticated.)
As promised, here are some (scanned) black and whites from Cambodia! Apologies in advance for the funny croppy bits here and there – I’m still no good at the scanning pictures thing.







I love film cameras.
RIP Sammy
September 24, 2007
After a long battle with cancer, we decided that it was time for Sammy to be received into guinea pig heaven.
Sammy lived to the ripe old age of 6 and has been a good pet. He has been a mediator of peace between Muffin and Max (our dogs) and has shown great strength and wisdom in dealing with his illness. He never once complained of the pain and instead chose to focus on the happier things of his life such as his veggies and Muffin’s and Max’s chaotic but enjoyable company.
He was put to sleep this evening and with that we bid Sammy adieu. May he be happy and free of the pain he was plagued with.
Be happy, Sammy. We love you.
Thanks for all the well-wishes, everyone! And for the overseas phone calls – thank God for technology!
Signs I have grown up
1. In my bag I carry: an organiser, pen & pencil, a notebook for last minute jottings, handphone and erm, a small makeup kit (just in case I look a state).
2. I actually take an effort to dress better if I have to meet our clients.
3. I start my e mails with “I hope this finds you well” and end them with “Best” or “Best regards”.
4. I go for arthouse, serious movies to contemplate the meaning of life.
Signs I have not grown up
1. The bag I carry around is my cherry bag.
2. If I am meeting my boss and/or colleague I just throw on jeans or a ratty T shirt. If I am extremely lazy, I ditch the jeans and walk out in my yoga pants. Very unglamorous.
3. I start my e mails to friends/family with “Oiks!”, or if I’m writing to Shanti it’s “Oi, bitch”.
4. The ultimate nirvana for me is a cupcake. Enough said.
Update from previous post: I had an orange cupcake on Saturday evening. After that, all was right with the world again
On another happy note, the black and white photographs from our Cambodia trip have been developed! I had to get it done in Singapore, believe it or not, because it’s so damn expensive to develop them here. So far, I’ve peeked at the photographs over the webcam; will post it as soon as I get my grubby fingers on them!

Cupcakes I gorged myself with a few weeks ago. Needless to say, I was greedy and had a bad sugar rush after that.
