went for dinner at Modesto's yesterday since there was a one-for-one pasta deal. at the end of the meal, we received the following:
1) a one-for-one dining coupon at Modesto's Elizabeth
2) 7 discount coupons to EACH Modesto's outlet
this brings the total coupon tally to TWENTY-TWO. and all of them expire at the end of Nov. attractive as the discount coupons are (50%), i seriously don't think i can subsist on pasta-pizza-and-nothing-else for the rest of the month.
any takers for the coupons?
Wednesday 28 October 2009
Sunday 25 October 2009
revival (for lack of a better title)
it's been exactly one and a half years. many things have changed, but one thing (inter alia, hurhur) remains - the feeling that i need to and want to write something that i get as i sit in front of my laptop at 2am in the morning. well, sometimes, 2pm in the afternoon, like now.
to set some benchmarks, i don't intend to record all the minutia of my rather mundane life (no thanks to getting only $500 a month from you-know-who). but rather, i would like to think thi is kinda like a scribble board where i jot down random thoughts.
so here's my random thought of the day.
was at the night safari last night with D, Y and J. everytime we reached an enclosure, we had to squint damn blardy hard to spot the animal that was supposed to be inside. this was primarily because the enclosure was damn blardy dark. in fact, the entire park was damn blardy dark. i guess it's to emphasise the point that it's a night safari after all. but really, when it's so damn blardy dark, you can hardly see shit.
so after going past numerous enclosures where it was so blardy dark we couldn't see shit, we came to the conclusion that even if there wasn't really an animal inside the enclosure, we wouldn't know. and we felt kinda cheated. mind you, we paid good money (all of $22) for it.
i was also wondering about the point of the night safari. one would think that it's to exhibit nocturnal animals. granted that there were some nocturnal animals, but we were mostly looking at normal animals... in the dark. that means to say, most of them were sleeping. so yes, i'm presently very puzzled about the point of the night safari.
on a related note, J's primary grouse must be the ang-moh couple who chap-ed our queue and when told that the starting point of the queue was about 400m behind us, pretended that they were "only asking a question". and when J pointed out that they could have asked us for permission first, they pretended they didn't know how to speak English. brilliant. OH. and they proceeded to BUY tram tickets.
on an un-related note, the butter crabs at the tze-char place at casuarina are damn blardy good and cheap.
to set some benchmarks, i don't intend to record all the minutia of my rather mundane life (no thanks to getting only $500 a month from you-know-who). but rather, i would like to think thi is kinda like a scribble board where i jot down random thoughts.
so here's my random thought of the day.
was at the night safari last night with D, Y and J. everytime we reached an enclosure, we had to squint damn blardy hard to spot the animal that was supposed to be inside. this was primarily because the enclosure was damn blardy dark. in fact, the entire park was damn blardy dark. i guess it's to emphasise the point that it's a night safari after all. but really, when it's so damn blardy dark, you can hardly see shit.
so after going past numerous enclosures where it was so blardy dark we couldn't see shit, we came to the conclusion that even if there wasn't really an animal inside the enclosure, we wouldn't know. and we felt kinda cheated. mind you, we paid good money (all of $22) for it.
i was also wondering about the point of the night safari. one would think that it's to exhibit nocturnal animals. granted that there were some nocturnal animals, but we were mostly looking at normal animals... in the dark. that means to say, most of them were sleeping. so yes, i'm presently very puzzled about the point of the night safari.
on a related note, J's primary grouse must be the ang-moh couple who chap-ed our queue and when told that the starting point of the queue was about 400m behind us, pretended that they were "only asking a question". and when J pointed out that they could have asked us for permission first, they pretended they didn't know how to speak English. brilliant. OH. and they proceeded to BUY tram tickets.
on an un-related note, the butter crabs at the tze-char place at casuarina are damn blardy good and cheap.
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