Showing posts with label Crib. Show all posts
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Friday, November 30, 2007

Call In Questions






Murmurs Mumblings - My Thoughts

conversation with myself, rants, and more mumblings

Call In Questions


Call In question#1: So do you do anything so that you don’t get bored with your walks?

Aoisoba:
1. Pop an ipod in my ear
2. Conserve my energy, so I will not die of hypothermia while walking
3. Be on alert to watch out for ‘golden nuggets: doggie poops’ or ‘sick’mines
4. Strategic walking in such a way that my head will not look very attractive and in right place for crows who are in dire need of toilets
5. Play ‘statue’ while the dogs are barking their hearts away
6. Pray hard that someone will rescue me from my dilemma or that the dogs will suddenly realize that I am an innocent, harmless truly person I am
7. Pray harder that I meet a cutie :P


Call-in Question #2: Any lesson learned about the doggie incidents?


Aoisoba: *Clears throat* May I share the two options of my beloved friends told me (Waves to Chili D and A) if such incident occurred again.

Option 1: Engage the dog to bark at me again, but let the owner bite me :p
Option 2: Encourage the dog to chase me, resulting to the owner chasing the dog. The owner, naturally, would apologize about it, and I in return coo "let me buy you a beer" …. *faints*


Call-in Question #3: Any last words for your beloved neighbour?

Aoisoba: Tackle me *hearts*

The Crib - Part1






Paglalakbay ni Pansit Bughaw - Sa Maganda at Dukhang Mundo

Personal photos using "tira lang ng tira" style

The Crib - Part1




Ever since i landed here in my new host country... an awfully lot of people are asking:
"So how does your house looks like? Pictures perhaps?"

Presenting now, my first Crib, (subtitled as : Suburbia Moments)

1. The House



Atop is actually my neighbors’ house. This was my crib for 3 months:


Living in an all-year round ‘air conditioned’ country with such a rustic place, it was no surprise after I woke up from my afternoon nap, a squirrel was looking at me with googly eyes.
The living room is furnished with sofa, dining table, TV.


While the kitchen area is complete with oven, hood, ref, microwave, electric kettle and complete with utensils !

The veranda


The unit has 2 bedroom; this is the common bedroom....


I only shot the bed in the master’s, as there has been a re-enactment of Armageddon in my room when I was taking the pictures.


For the water closets section: 1 bathroom is en-suite (master’s) while the other bathroom has a Jacuzzi tub (*siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*)…too bad I wasn’t able to snag anyone to join me for a hot Jacuzzi soak (*_*)



The routine was after the long walk, I heat up the food in the stove and then soak myself in the hot tub, until I look like a prune …make it a satisfied prune :)

The whole unit has a central heating, with ‘really functioning’ radiators in the bathroom. But then again to help lower the global warming (and to lower the bill), for warming myself up I choose to wear my hoodie, fave socks and hide under the duvet :)

This is my geek corner: my precioussssss


While these are my toys chilling around


Look who got drunk by drinking milk.



The gate has a zapper, you can open the gates by remote control, what I usually do on weekends is that I sit on my window and if I spot someone walking nearby the gate, I zap and open the gates :P


2. The neighborhood
– aside from the dogs that keeps barking me nuts…along the maryborough hill street, is the house of the Irish Rugby kicker:

(pic from munster.ie)

Ronan O’Gara *faints*
Unfortunately, on one time that he called his dog to stop barking at me, I didn’t knew who he was…I only thought what a cute guy and how the dog is cutely barking at me. I should have kicked myself for not asking an autograph.


3. The walk

Okay, before we proceed…one last look again on Ronan O’Gara:

(pic from munster.ie)

*Faints*

Now, now….where does the word ‘suburb’ fits in? the house is in the suburb area, going back/forth the house is such a breeze…if you have a car. If you are a poor match girl like moi, then the first bus stop and the first sign of urbanity is a 20 minutez hill walk.
And now this is the infamous walk, I been blabbering about.








Winner diba?!

Coming soon: Cribs special part 2: City Dreaming