[D & Siew Mai are mucking about in the kitchen (read: procrastinating)]
Siewmai: I want to go to Japan...
D: ARGH! Don't say that!!!! *wails* I want to go back...!!! (note: D spent 1.5 months in summer in Japan... Lucky bastard)
Siewmai: Let's go together!!!
D: Yeah! Let's run away!! We'll...
Siewmai: Elope?
D: Yeah! ..Er.. Elope..?
Siewmai: You've heard that word before?
D: Is it where you run away with your lover?
Siewmai: Yup. Hehe!
D: Oohh! Yah! Oh well. Let's bring N along. Poor N, so lonely.
Siewmai: Ok. He can cook for us.
D: OH! You're right!! His one good point!!
Siewmai: D!! So mean!!!
D: Hee hee.. Well... You know...
D: And as we get older, he'll be better! When he'll take care of me...
Siewmai: Like mature cheese.
D:??
Siewmai: Old and stinky, but nice!!
D: MWAHAHA! Ok, so when we're 60, 70 and he's cooking for me, I'll tell him, "You're like mature cheese! Old, stinky, but nice!!!"
....
The secret to a long-lasting relationship. Mature chedder.
Notes:
1. D & N are attached. They are my new housemates. Have I mentioned that I moved?
2. There's a running joke in the house about D & me, if you haven't already guessed. Actually the joke is really only between us. Everyone else in the house just shake their heads when we mention it.
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LOL!!
超かわいい～！
Yassu-chan cries coz Subaru stole his strawberry!! At first everyone thought he was just so moved by the food. Poor thing!
Yassu-chan cries coz Subaru stole his strawberry!! At first everyone thought he was just so moved by the food. Poor thing!
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Random Flat Conversation 7
Haven't done one of these in a while...
[Woke up late this morning. Open door while simultaneously deciding to look for something in my closet...]
Me: (sleepy grunt) Hrumph...
R: [who'sslightly hungover still slightly drunk but still puttering around at 9am in the morning] Ooh! Was that a Mei-sound?
Me: Yes. [Slight consciousness creeps in] What's "Mei-sound"??
R: A sound which is made by a Mei!
Me: ...Huh...
R: If there were more they would be Mei-soundS!
Me: ... ...
[Woke up late this morning. Open door while simultaneously deciding to look for something in my closet...]
Me: (sleepy grunt) Hrumph...
R: [who's
Me: Yes. [Slight consciousness creeps in] What's "Mei-sound"??
R: A sound which is made by a Mei!
Me: ...Huh...
R: If there were more they would be Mei-soundS!
Me: ... ...
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
2007 Random Flat Conversation 1
[D came back to pick up some stuff, and of course, being landlord and all, got made to fix various bits of the flat]
Me: Ah, D -- The fixer of things in this flat. That's why we keep you around the house.
D: Gee, thanks.
N: Yeah, Jim's great. I'm going to call you Jim now.
D: Wha..?!
Me: Why "Jim"?
N: Coz Jim fixes things!
Me: Why not "Bob"?
N: Coz Bob's already in there. *points to R's room* And he doesn't fix anything.
Me: No, no. As in "Bob the Builder".
N: Well, he builds things. He doesn't fix them. Jim fixes everything!
("Jim" is chuckling away at all this. After a bit he moves on to fixing the light in the hallway since "Bob" couldn't do it.)
D: (fiddling with some loose part) What did Bob do to it??
(as the light comes on, "Bob" comes out to go to the bathroom.)
N: Hiya Bob!
R: Hello, er... (pauses in the bathroom doorway)... I'm trying to think of some snappy come-back here. Er...
Me: Jim did what you couldn't do, Bob.
R: Who's Jim?
D: Hi. I'm Jim.
R: Why are you Jim?
Me: N named you.
N: No, I didn't.
Me: You named Jim.
N: Yeah, ok. I named Jim. But you named Bob.
Me: But I was referring to "Bob the Builder"!
R: ... (closes bathroom door. You can practically see the (-_-''') expression)
Me: Ah, D -- The fixer of things in this flat. That's why we keep you around the house.
D: Gee, thanks.
N: Yeah, Jim's great. I'm going to call you Jim now.
D: Wha..?!
Me: Why "Jim"?
N: Coz Jim fixes things!
Me: Why not "Bob"?
N: Coz Bob's already in there. *points to R's room* And he doesn't fix anything.
Me: No, no. As in "Bob the Builder".
N: Well, he builds things. He doesn't fix them. Jim fixes everything!
("Jim" is chuckling away at all this. After a bit he moves on to fixing the light in the hallway since "Bob" couldn't do it.)
D: (fiddling with some loose part) What did Bob do to it??
(as the light comes on, "Bob" comes out to go to the bathroom.)
N: Hiya Bob!
R: Hello, er... (pauses in the bathroom doorway)... I'm trying to think of some snappy come-back here. Er...
Me: Jim did what you couldn't do, Bob.
R: Who's Jim?
D: Hi. I'm Jim.
R: Why are you Jim?
Me: N named you.
N: No, I didn't.
Me: You named Jim.
N: Yeah, ok. I named Jim. But you named Bob.
Me: But I was referring to "Bob the Builder"!
R: ... (closes bathroom door. You can practically see the (-_-''') expression)
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Random Flat Conversations 5
Place: Oh, come on... You should know already.
[R is cooking up his tea]
R: This is going to be the BEST cheese sauce ever!
Me: Yeah? What's in it? [trundle over to have a look]
R: [extremely proud-of-himself-ly] Doesn't that look just FANTASTIC?? [stirs his... sauce]
Me: Ehm...
Sauce: "bloop"
Me: Yeeeah... Looks... great! ... Looks quite... chunky.
R: Ah, well that's they say about me. So this and me will get along nicely.
Me: What? Who's chunky?
R: Me!
Me: Well... Where are all the chunks? [R is SCRAWNY, ok? Not exactly Hugh Jackman... Ok, maybe I'm being mean. He's... Slim? ...Lanky.]
R: Heh?
Me: Chunks! [pokes his arm] Where are they?
R: [Beams] In ME!!! [Beam beam beam]
(-_-''')?
[couple minutes later]
R:... I've had better cheese sauces.
*snigger*
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Eh. Yeah. Sorry about the long break in updates. Last couple of weeks have been mad. Had a second round of class tests, more lab reports to hand in.. And well... Other things. Thanks to all the flatmates (new and old) though, and Nekoweenie back home for the tremendous amount of support. (^_^) Might have had yet another nervous breakdown if it weren't for you guys. *hugs* Thank you.
[R is cooking up his tea]
R: This is going to be the BEST cheese sauce ever!
Me: Yeah? What's in it? [trundle over to have a look]
R: [extremely proud-of-himself-ly] Doesn't that look just FANTASTIC?? [stirs his... sauce]
Me: Ehm...
Sauce: "bloop"
Me: Yeeeah... Looks... great! ... Looks quite... chunky.
R: Ah, well that's they say about me. So this and me will get along nicely.
Me: What? Who's chunky?
R: Me!
Me: Well... Where are all the chunks? [R is SCRAWNY, ok? Not exactly Hugh Jackman... Ok, maybe I'm being mean. He's... Slim? ...Lanky.]
R: Heh?
Me: Chunks! [pokes his arm] Where are they?
R: [Beams] In ME!!! [Beam beam beam]
(-_-''')?
[couple minutes later]
R:... I've had better cheese sauces.
*snigger*
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Eh. Yeah. Sorry about the long break in updates. Last couple of weeks have been mad. Had a second round of class tests, more lab reports to hand in.. And well... Other things. Thanks to all the flatmates (new and old) though, and Nekoweenie back home for the tremendous amount of support. (^_^) Might have had yet another nervous breakdown if it weren't for you guys. *hugs* Thank you.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Random Flat Conversation Part 4
[It's dinnertime, I am brandishing my one lone leek and moaning about my general lack of vegetables]
Me: What can I do with a leek?
D: You could feed it to a rabbit. (D doesn't like vegetables)
Me: Hey! Leeks are nice!
D: Yeah. For a rabbit.
Me: (gives up) Well, I'm not going to feed a rabbit.
D: Mm. You could feed a cow.
Me: Haha. First, I'd have to find a cow.
D: Oh, so you already have a rabbit?
Me: ........
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I could probably start a whole new blog dedicated to these random conversations...
Me: What can I do with a leek?
D: You could feed it to a rabbit. (D doesn't like vegetables)
Me: Hey! Leeks are nice!
D: Yeah. For a rabbit.
Me: (gives up) Well, I'm not going to feed a rabbit.
D: Mm. You could feed a cow.
Me: Haha. First, I'd have to find a cow.
D: Oh, so you already have a rabbit?
Me: ........
I could probably start a whole new blog dedicated to these random conversations...
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Random Halloween Flat Conversations
Setting: Where else?
Time: After tea, N and I watching random tv sprawled all over the couch and R is getting ready to go out.
R: [walks into the kitchen in a Superman costume and socks (whatever for??) in hand] A-HA!
[N & I burst out laughing]
R: What??
Me: [choking on laughter] I have to take a picture of this!
R: Oh, but you have to do me up first!! [turns to present me with an open back]
Me: There's no zip. [N continues to giggle]
R: No, no. There's a bit of string up here..
[I tie him up securely and rush off to find my camera, as I leave I hear R asking N something that sounds like "Does my croc look big enough?" Wha...?? But I'm deaf and the tv's on so I probably heard it wrong. I come back and...The socks are gone.]
R: Here, does my crotch look big enough?
Me: [gawks in disbelief. After a shocked second of silence there is uncontrolled guffawing]
R: Well??
Me: [look at R to say something, but collapse in laughter yet again]
N:Heh heh heh... It looks like you're wearing a giant nappy. [I'm howling by now]
R: Ahh, it just needs some shaping. [Start patting and shaping his Superman undies, I am beyond redemption] How about now?[turns to his side]
Me: Bwahahaha... It looks like you're pregnant in the wrong place.
N: Maybe if you rolled up the socks...
R: Maybe... [Goes off to enhance his "Superman equipment"]
[In his absense P shows up and everyone's just waiting for Superman to get his groove on, then he returns...]
R: [His hand is rummaging inside his costume] How's this look now??
[N, P and I are just sniggering like there's no tomorrow]
N: It looks really... [R continues to "fondle" his costume]
Me: It's a little disproportionate... [*fondle, pat, fondle*]
P: It looks... .... [*pat, pat, shape, fondle*] Ok, Superman. Ready to go? [Steps out the kitchen, I swear her shoulders were shaking in attempts to suppress more laughter]
R: [as he follows, he begins to pull something out from Superman's crotch] Oh all right, maybe an extra t-shirt was just a little ambitious.
N & Me: ... ...
Time: After tea, N and I watching random tv sprawled all over the couch and R is getting ready to go out.
R: [walks into the kitchen in a Superman costume and socks (whatever for??) in hand] A-HA!
[N & I burst out laughing]
R: What??
Me: [choking on laughter] I have to take a picture of this!
R: Oh, but you have to do me up first!! [turns to present me with an open back]
Me: There's no zip. [N continues to giggle]
R: No, no. There's a bit of string up here..
[I tie him up securely and rush off to find my camera, as I leave I hear R asking N something that sounds like "Does my croc look big enough?" Wha...?? But I'm deaf and the tv's on so I probably heard it wrong. I come back and...The socks are gone.]
R: Here, does my crotch look big enough?
Me: [gawks in disbelief. After a shocked second of silence there is uncontrolled guffawing]
R: Well??
Me: [look at R to say something, but collapse in laughter yet again]
N:Heh heh heh... It looks like you're wearing a giant nappy. [I'm howling by now]
R: Ahh, it just needs some shaping. [Start patting and shaping his Superman undies, I am beyond redemption] How about now?[turns to his side]
Me: Bwahahaha... It looks like you're pregnant in the wrong place.
N: Maybe if you rolled up the socks...
R: Maybe... [Goes off to enhance his "Superman equipment"]
[In his absense P shows up and everyone's just waiting for Superman to get his groove on, then he returns...]
R: [His hand is rummaging inside his costume] How's this look now??
[N, P and I are just sniggering like there's no tomorrow]
N: It looks really... [R continues to "fondle" his costume]
Me: It's a little disproportionate... [*fondle, pat, fondle*]
P: It looks... .... [*pat, pat, shape, fondle*] Ok, Superman. Ready to go? [Steps out the kitchen, I swear her shoulders were shaking in attempts to suppress more laughter]
R: [as he follows, he begins to pull something out from Superman's crotch] Oh all right, maybe an extra t-shirt was just a little ambitious.
N & Me: ... ...
Thursday, October 26, 2006
More Random Flat Conversations
Setting: Flat kitchen
Time: Around 6.15pm
[R comes in whistling and singing "All You Need Is Love", I am not-so-desperately wolfing down my dinner since I have to go for an exercise briefing at 7pm]
{Note: Dinner is commonly referred to as "tea" in these parts. I'll never understand why}
R: Tea, tea, tea... [Sees overgrown leek] My leek is growing on its own!! Oh no!!
Me: *sniggers*
R: Hope my mushrooms are ok... [looks at mushrooms] Ohhh...
Me: Your fungi growing fungi?
R: My fungi have got fungi.
[A long process then begins where R rummages through the recesses of the fridge and the freezer compartment and throws out random things which have by now gone way off. "It's not the 13th of October anymore, is it?" "No." "Is this my meat??" Asks the fellow who one day, very kindly fed me with my own chicken. ('twas a case of mistaken chicken-tity) Then he almost blows up the microwave by leaving the freezerbag-tie (you know those little metal twisty things?) on the freezerbag (in the first place... isn't plastic NOT supposed to go into the microwave?) and then very nearly sets himself on fire by adding water into a pan of hot fat.]
Gotta love the kitchen. Everything happens in the kitchen. Like this morning.
[After getting up late at 8.30am, I'm eating b'fast and watching the news when D comes in]
D: Hiya, how're you.
Me: Not too bad. Where were you last night?
D: Aw, I stayed over at P's.
Me: You know, we could probably sublet your room to someone else. [D is my landlord btw. 20yrs old, a student, and he's my landlord...]
D: !!! I'm around!! Sometimes...
Me: Sometimes...
D: Besides, what would you do with all my clothes? [Eyebrows wiggling in defiance, challenging]
Me: [Thinks for a second] You could live in the closet.
D:... I don't like this plan.
Time: Around 6.15pm
[R comes in whistling and singing "All You Need Is Love", I am not-so-desperately wolfing down my dinner since I have to go for an exercise briefing at 7pm]
{Note: Dinner is commonly referred to as "tea" in these parts. I'll never understand why}
R: Tea, tea, tea... [Sees overgrown leek] My leek is growing on its own!! Oh no!!
Me: *sniggers*
R: Hope my mushrooms are ok... [looks at mushrooms] Ohhh...
Me: Your fungi growing fungi?
R: My fungi have got fungi.
[A long process then begins where R rummages through the recesses of the fridge and the freezer compartment and throws out random things which have by now gone way off. "It's not the 13th of October anymore, is it?" "No." "Is this my meat??" Asks the fellow who one day, very kindly fed me with my own chicken. ('twas a case of mistaken chicken-tity) Then he almost blows up the microwave by leaving the freezerbag-tie (you know those little metal twisty things?) on the freezerbag (in the first place... isn't plastic NOT supposed to go into the microwave?) and then very nearly sets himself on fire by adding water into a pan of hot fat.]
Gotta love the kitchen. Everything happens in the kitchen. Like this morning.
[After getting up late at 8.30am, I'm eating b'fast and watching the news when D comes in]
D: Hiya, how're you.
Me: Not too bad. Where were you last night?
D: Aw, I stayed over at P's.
Me: You know, we could probably sublet your room to someone else. [D is my landlord btw. 20yrs old, a student, and he's my landlord...]
D: !!! I'm around!! Sometimes...
Me: Sometimes...
D: Besides, what would you do with all my clothes? [Eyebrows wiggling in defiance, challenging]
Me: [Thinks for a second] You could live in the closet.
D:... I don't like this plan.
Monday, October 16, 2006
Random Flat Conversations
Setting: Flat Kitchen
Time: After a considerable amount of sugar and some dead silent time staring at textbooks
Me: We should have a flat party some time!
N: Yeah! That'd be cool. But I don't know if D would allow it though...
Me: Ahh, he will. I mean, he's young right...
N: Yeah, that's true.
Me: And he's got his whole life ahead of him.
N: ... ...
*uncontrollable laughter ensues*
Hence, it has been decided that at some point, there will be a party in celebration of D's youth. And that day shall then on be known as D's Day. I believe that a committee will be formed to petition for D's Day to be decreed a public holiday.
Time: After a considerable amount of sugar and some dead silent time staring at textbooks
Me: We should have a flat party some time!
N: Yeah! That'd be cool. But I don't know if D would allow it though...
Me: Ahh, he will. I mean, he's young right...
N: Yeah, that's true.
Me: And he's got his whole life ahead of him.
N: ... ...
*uncontrollable laughter ensues*
Hence, it has been decided that at some point, there will be a party in celebration of D's youth. And that day shall then on be known as D's Day. I believe that a committee will be formed to petition for D's Day to be decreed a public holiday.
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