where should i begin?

i'm prolly sleep writing at this point but phew, finally ONE off day for me tomorrow before heading bk to work on monday morning. weekends or more so, sunday, has never looked so precious since i stopped wedding planning almost 4 yrs ago.

since i got bk to tpe it's been nothing but work work work. i know i signed up for this life, so i'm gonna embrace it and proclaim that I LOVE MY JOB!!! (despite the fact that i no longer have any social life, and this is only my first week.)

so... brief update on the 'adventurous' life i now have after making that decision and taking the job...

me gotz two little puppies (one adopted and one purchased) and they are CUTEEEE as hell. i'm too busy and tired to do all the photo thingy but trust me, it'll pop up online soon enough (when i get my well deserved sunday off).

the older and also first in the family is whisky (i wonder why) who's an adorable 3 yr old mixed breed we adopted from the vet. somehow something miraculous happened when peter went to the vet to look at timbre's autopsy and we ended up with this precious sweet little thing.

the younger is *breathe* mustarsky in human, i mean doggy, i mean real life... yes... i have a freaking husky!!!!!!!!!! *breathe* dream come true, this little brat came into the family when we decided that whisky should have a playmate so they can tire each other out. she's a two month old pure breed. sky blue eyes... deep blue rite in the middle. gawd she is beautiful. and she's called, ahem, brandy... no, i'm not opening a pet bar.

whisky's the good girl that is super appreciative coz she was a stray and thus is grateful to us and all.. brandy's the brat. nuff said.

yawnz... my fucking pole doesn't fit coz it wasn't long enough.. (haha.. i know it sounds wrong but i dun have another other way of describing it! -sorry baby) sigh.. i was so disappointed coz we were almost done fixing it up when we put them together and it was kinda way off. argh... thought i could start getting fit for elissa's wedding.

me needs new house with lower ceiling and also so that when brandy and whisky grow up they have a bigger area to play around in.

yawnz.. i'm gonna crash... just wanted to update but i dunno why this turned into an essay type length post. i miss typing in english. argh... i feel so inadequate.. like i stutter or something. cannot speak cheena properly. argh.. gimme 3 months k? *cross fingers* okok i really should sleep. i spent my friday nite in the office and will spend my sat nite sleeping!!! omg.... and i can't wait to be able to spend time at home... hahaha... talk abt being domesticated.

yawnz... okok.. good nite!!

Goodbye Timbre

i know i'm suppose to be doing housework but as soon as i finish one task, i stop and space out.

he taught me how to be patient and showed me how i might be like as a mom. the sacrifices that were made, i learnt how to do them because i love and not just because of responsibility, watching how he spent his last few weeks with us, i'd like to know he went away happy and not shivering in the bitter taiwan rain and cold.

he taught me how to take the good, the bad, the naughty, the cuteness, the shit and all in stride. even talking abt the texture of his shit became simple over dinner type topics.

he taught me how to be partners with someone, respecting, growing and learning to take care of another life together whilst not fighting for leadership or tearing each other's head off.

he taught me to open up and created conversations for me and other pet owners, maybe that was God's way of giving me new friends and helping me improve my spoken mandarin.

he taught me how simple it can be to find joy in coming home to a wagging tail, a shake of a paw and the intense pride i can have when he understands both 'sit' and ‘坐下‘.

he gave me a glimpse of what it's like to be stuck at home just because he can't be left alone and i realise i just need mojo and a beer, and preferably company. but it was pms... anyway, i digress.

heartwarming and heartwrenching it was for the past coupla weeks. i hope he's happier wherever he is... thank God he's no longer in pain.

and i hope i made your last weeks as happy and as fulfilling as you made mine... I will always remember you.. my baby timbre.

25 days later...

i have miraculously adopted a dog, went for one interview, not smoke, not shop (only on occasion), got depressed, send out tons of resumes and finally, I FOUND A JOB!!!!

SOOOOO..... that means yes, i'm employed!!!!! again!!!! sayyyyy YAYYY!~!~!~!

i'm gonna be bk tomorrow nite and then it's errands after errands then cny. my last coupla weeks of freedom before heading bk to taipei and starting on my new new life, proper.

timbre's still sick... lose his appetite again and started puking. he just got taken of the drip yesterday. sigh.... i hope he pulls through.

hokay.. gotta go do motherly duties and pick him from the vet. hope he's better today. i love that boy.