Goodbye Drunken Monkey

From poo to drunken monkey. When I'm trying to blog for quantity over quality (not saying that anything I ever posted qualify as quality writing), I never thought this will be my standard. And I can't even keep up with the quantity. I haven't post anything these last two days.  

Oh well, I try my best. It's not the writing everyday that bother me. It's the logging to blogger everyday that's annoying for me. Since I'm back to school, my main internet access is in uni, inside our classroom with big screen open for all eyes to see. Not really the ideal corner to write anonymous blog. When I'm back home, it's even more difficult to log on since there's always something that need to be done. 

Anyway, enough with excuses. It's the drunken monkey I want to write. 

The drunken monkey picture is what I put as my picture profile since... well... too long to remember. I took that picture from my vacation in Bali. That's Uluwatu temple in the background. Anyone who's been there will definitely remember the naughty-borderline-evil-monkeys. Well this monkey stole the bottle from one of the tourist and drink from it. No animal harm, it's not alcohol, just mineral water. 

I couldn't explain why I use that particular picture for my profile. Maybe I was just drunk and feel a bit monkeyish? I don't know. I AM weird most of the time. 

I think there was once upon a time that I used a picture of baboon red butt that I took from the zoo for my blog profile. 

Anyhow, I think it's time to change. This time, no monkey need to be humiliated, I'm using my own picture. I like it since it's kind of myself and yet kind of not. Hopefully if anyone I know happen to stumble to this simple blog, it'll be different enough for them not to recognize me for certain. And anyone that don't know me could get a glimpse of who's the 'monkey' writing this blog. 

Got Beaten by Poo

Yes, I got beaten by poo, or lack of poo to be more precise. 

As one would correctly assume, project 'dunny' didn't go smoothly. My babies didn't mind to pee in their new-toilet-shape-lot-smaller-than-before litter but they didn't want to poo there. After placing it for 24 hrs and still no poo, I began to worry. Worry that my babies sick for holding in too long, worry that they drop the 'bomb' elsewhere, worry that it'll leave the house in mess while next week we have house inspection with the property manager.

So for the time being project dunny is being postpone, least until the inspection over. My kitties got their way, as always. For now. I'm not ready to give up yet tho.

The Day I Can Stop Scooping Poo

What better way to start this everyday blogging than a normal everyday mater such as poo. 

Our two devilish kitty that don't seem to understand the word 'no' are actually very good in using their litter. From day one since we took them home, they adapt straight away in using the litter that we provided. They even puke in the litter. Regardless how good they are in using the litter, somebody still have to scoop their poo, clean up the scoop with disinfectant and dust off the scatter litter on the floor. So my hubby morning now start by checking what 'presents' our little 'angels' left and my night end by doing the same thing. I do love our dumber and dumbest, but I can not say that I'm enjoy our new routine. 

And so when I saw this litter kwitter in the pet shop, I was eager to try it out. Imagine, cat that able to use human toilet (or as the oz sometime refer to as the dunny). They won't be able to flush of course, but hey, I choose pushing one button than scooping poo. 

I think I will call this as 'project dunny'...

We starting step 1 today. The litter tray one, which is basically using the litter tray in the shape of toilet seat, is in the toilet floor. They have start using it. It's a lot smaller than their normal litter tray. The kit said to keep your sense of humor during the training. But it didn't say anything about the part when your kitty, because of the smaller disk size, left their 'waste' in the floor instead of the litter. 

Sense of humour my ass...

Sigh... but I'm not willing to give up. Let see how things go the next few days. Hope they can go to the next stage asap. 

One thing for sure, I find a new respect to all the new mums in the worlds. 

Blog 365

It's 11pm and I've been spending hours browsing senseless. A bit unusual for me but that's what happen when hubby ditch me so that he could watch horror movie with his mate. A welcome alone time for me, specially if I have to choose between total control of the remote control and the mobile broadband VS mutant sheep going nuts.

Anyhow, I stumble to Blog 365 where they challenge you to blog for 365 days straight, till the internet explodes! Now I know that I didn't have a good track record in posting regularly nor could I think of anything that can make the internet explode, but it does make me wonder if I can actually do it (the blogging part, not the internet exploding part). 

Not sure if the move from blogging when-I-want-to to blogging-when-i have-to is a good idea or not. But hey, there are many things in my past that I'm not sure if it's good for me or not, and I did them anyway. 

So here I am, going to do this. Not necessarily because I think it will do me good, shape my creativity, train my discipline or anything of that sorts. Only because I'm curious in how long I could last and also in what sort of crap I'll write if I have to do it every single day. 

I just realize that if I wait for 1 more hour to post this, I've done my quota for tomorrow. Hmm... I wonder if it's a good sign that I already think of 'tricking' (read: 'cheating') to make this work.

Old VS New

Long gone my high stress and (not so) high paid job. Welcome homework and (no pay) schooling. The adaptation has been surprisingly easier than I thought. Eventho it's not as relax as I want it to be (we finish school mostly 2-3pm, monday to friday), it's been so refreshing to learn new things everyday instead of keep repeating the same old tasks day after day. 

Long gone my crappy old work laptop (which I hapily return it to my employer). Bye-bye microsoft windows. Helloooo my gorgeous slick no-nonsense mac book. OS X Leopard rock anytime compare to Windows XP and definitely not in the same legion as Windows Vista (which I think is just a nice eye candy but a worst performer than XP. Well done microsoft, you guys have definitely redefine the word 'upgrade'). It did take a few days learning the 'lingo' in mac since this is the first time I ever use one,  involving few curses here and there. But since than it's been smooth sailing. I love my mac!

After long begging and nagging, I finally cave in to hubby request and adopt ourselves two little kitty. And now I can't imagine my life without them. Granted their idiocy and naughtiness drive me crazy sometime, but when they curling up against you and stare you with that two big round eyes, my heart just melt. They're my baby and I love them through all their boofyness.

My life has change shape so much and becoming less and less similar to my old life. I still sometime looking back in awe. I can believe that I actually did it. The life that I used to know can, and has, change. It still hasn't gone to where I want it to be, but it feels like everything go to the right direction. I still have issues I need to resolve, but if anything that the past few months teach me is this, if you patient enough, willing to take the risk to get out of your comfort zone, life can give you a pleasant surprise.