I just have to share this cute little kitten.

It’s not mine. I met it at a coffee shop where I was having dinner and it was so delightful I had to take pictures of it despite the darkness.

WILL YOU JUST LOOK AT THAT!

IS IT TOO CUTE FOR WORDS OR WHAT?!

I know it’s dark and my camera is lousy (no flash lah, I using night vision mode) but will you just look at the adorable anime melty eyes?

The kitten very obligingly posed for pictures while I snapped at it nonstop. It is so unlike Scruffy, who would charge at the camera like a crazed hyena every time I so much as point it in his direction, even when I’m, like, a hundred metres away.

He’s a very enthusiastic doggy.

Cutey Kitty got a little excited during the photoshoot and tried to climb up my seat. And there it remained, perched cutely on the edge of the chair, until I could get a good, clear shot. (Ok lah I know it’s not clear it’s blur but it’s night lah can.)

I wish I could take it home. But I’m afraid Scruffy would eat it.

Scruffy the Lunch Thief eats anything he can get his paws on. In fact, the only way you can take a photo of Scruffy without having your camera mugged is to distract him with food or, in fact, anything, because Scruffy thinks everything is food.

Alternatively, you can trick him by scratching his belly while taking his picture because he can’t multi-task, so he can either enjoy his belly rub or he can try to eat the camera, his choice.

Or you could put him on the Goonfather’s belly while the Goonfather is lounging on his bigass executive chair playing Spider Solitaire, and then attract his attention by talking about milk sticks, beef jerkies and chewy bones.

I meant attract Scruffy’s attention, of course, not the Goonfather’s.

Scruffy is trapped on the Goonfather’s belly and doesn’t dare jump off because he’s afraid of heights.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAAA.

So there you go. Stay tuned for more lessons on tricking your pet into posing for photographs, which could be some time in the next millennium because I have returned my i-mode phone to StarHub so I shall be cameraless until I strike Toto and have enough money to buy a new camera or until I land a digital camera endorsement and get a free camera (yeah dream on).

In parting, Scruffy says: “Cameras taste weird.” 

I feel fortunate to have so many pairs of eyes watching for me.

My blog readers (yes, you) always spot my ads way before I do.

Which is jolly good because I seldom watch TV or read the papers so it’s virtually impossible for me to catch myself in action.

Anyway, I’ve just been informed through several channels that my Kao commercial is being aired on TV right now. The Kao Magiclean one. Yah lah, I’m an auntie again lah. What of it? Just go watch it. It’s in both English and Chinese.

Remember in my last blog I mentioned that three separate people have told me they’ve seen me in three different ads (in which I never appeared)? Two days ago, I had a fourth person telling me she saw me in yet another, totally different ad (in which I also never appeared).

Well, like, WOW. Are there really so many people in Singapore who look like me? Hmm.

It’s getting very surreal on my end. Being recognised for people whom I’m not. It’s really, really weird.

Anyway, Thank you all who enjoyed my Kao commercial and told me so. Now go buy the product! :P

First of all, thank you all for participating in my Johari Window exercise. It was fun, wasn’t it? And it is very interesting for me to find out what people think of me.

It is even more interesting to note that I have no truly dominant trait. Almost all the provided adjectives, many of which are contradictory, have been used to describe me, and there seems to be no proper consensus as to my personality.

And I don’t think I can really object to any of the choices.

You know what this all means?

This means that I’m certifiably confused.

I think it also means that I’m probably not a very memorable character since I have nothing that sets me apart. Like, you know, people won’t point at me to their friends and go, “Oh, see! That’s that crazy girl with the funny hat who plays tennis with a monkey!”

People might point at me and go, “Oh, see! That’s… uh, I mean, actually, um, I also dunno. I just find her familiar.”

Speaking of which, something strange is going on.

Three different people have come and told me they’ve seen me in three different ads. Each time, I had to correct them because, sadly, I am not in the ads they mentioned.

Last night, another acquaintance told me he’d seen me in “that ad”.

Well, I have learned my lesson. I decided not to ask him “which ad?” like I normally do. That way, if he happened to be thinking of the wrong ad, I won’t have to know and I can continue to assume that I really am that prolific and people really do see me everywhere and recognise me. Haha.

Sometimes you have to practise a little self-deception for the sake of a little comfort.

Anyway, I think this also means that I probably have a very common face if people are going around mistaking me for someone else.

So maybe all those “I find you familiar” comments arise not out of my actual “fame” but out of my having a common, easily-mistaken-for-someone-else face.

Well.

You people just wait.

One day, PEOPLE ARE GOING TO CONNECT MY NAME TO MY FACE CORRECTLY.

Perhaps plastic surgery will help me look more unique and properly recognisable.

But while I save up for boob jobs and nose jobs and the like, I think I’d better work on my personality.

For detailed results of my Johari window, click here.

If you haven’t participated, please click here first.

Thank you.

I found a fun program off KingMeng’s blog.

It’s one of those things I just have to try right away, unlike most things I usually file away for a rainy day until I invariably forget all about them.

Now, I had a lot of trouble picking adjectives to describe myself because my personality confuses me. But perhaps you’ll find it easier since you don’t live with me and you don’t have to put up with my split personality.

So, why don’t you help me out? It’ll take you only a minute, unless you’re as indecisive as I am. Hah.

Then make your own and let me know so I can come do yours. But only if I know you personally. Duh.

You say to Snoseniffer the Schemer, “Tell me about the blacksmith.”

Snoseniffer the Schemer says, “The blacksmith’s assignment is to make us coins. We needs lots and lots of gold coins. The more coins the better.”

You say, “Why?”

Snoseniffer the Schemer says, “Why? Because everyone needs lots and lots of coins… We puts them in chests and counts them and the more we have the better we are.”

You say, “But why? What’s the point? Are you trying to buy something?”

Snoseniffer the Schemer says, “Huh?”

— extracted from a dialogue in EverQuest II between a player and a goblin.

Gaming life is very easy. You kill monsters, you get money, you buy cool stuff with your money, all without breaking a sweat. (Well, gaming can be stressful if you choose to make it so, especially if you’ve played Star Wars Galaxies, but we’ll leave it at that.)

When I’m broke in the real world, or when there is something I desperately want to buy but can’t afford to, I would wish I could just go out in the streets, bash up some monsters and earn some money.

Yeah, right.

In the real world, you could, of course, go out and get a job to earn money. But real world jobs don’t spawn all over the place like monsters do in game worlds.

In the real world, you have to go through an interview for a chance to get a job. In EverQuest II, you don’t need to be interviewed by the monster to get its loot. You just take it by force.

These days, the economic system in games is getting more complicated, though. You can make money in so many ways. You can be a businessperson. You can be an entrepreneur. And you always make money. You never lose (unless you’re a hopeless moron). So, if you’re someone with half a brain, you could make a fortune in a game world if you wanted to.

For instance, you might start a business selling potato pies. You invest a small sum of money (which you got from killing monsters) to make a first batch of 200 pies.

Most of the time, if it’s in the game, you will have customers and your pies will sell for a tidy profit.

But let’s say, for discussion’s sake, your pies are extremely unpopular, you’re extremely unpopular and everyone hates you and hates your pies and they don’t sell.

Your potato pies sit there for three weeks and they are still untouched.

IT DOESN’T MATTER BECAUSE GAME WORLD PIES DO NOT SPOIL.

You can keep them in your backpack for five years and they’ll still be as fresh as the day you made them.

And, one day, you decide that enough is enough and you’re sick of staring at your 200 unsold pies, so you make your way to a non-player merchant (that is, a computer-controlled one).

THE MERCHANT WILL BUY YOUR PIES!

EVERY TIME!

Giving you a tiny profit, even!

If you’re a business savvy person, you could make unbelievable amounts of money in the game. If you’re not, you make a small amount. But you still make money and you never starve.

Isn’t that grand?

Killing crabs for dinner.