Ignore is defined as refuse to acknowledge
I challenge you to ignore the following today :-
1. Please please please IGNORE my previous post entitled Reader Survey #1 – the stupid poll doesn’t even work! For any other wordpress users out there, it’s the stupid WP-Poll plugin – FAIL!
2. Ignore me. Yes, feel free to ignore Ling Tung if you see me acting strange today. I am hungover after my farewell dinner last night. I had one cocktail – Paradiso Martini – and it turned out to be a freebie from the bartender!
I have 24 hours left in Sydney before I am whisked away by Prince Charming Mr Dorky to Melbourne. Here is what I am planning to do in these 24 hours…(I feel like Jack Bauer…is that his name from 24??)…not in any particular order…
- Do a Body Pump class (1 hour)
- Retail therapy to comfort myself about leaving this city (1 hour)
- Luncheon with Mr Egg (1 hour)
- Teach the final lesson to my Love Guru disciple, Mr Egg – yes, he’s the guy who fancies my boyfriend (1.5 hours)
- Dinner with Mr Pistol and any other mystery guest(s) (1.5 hours)
- Laundry – how dull is that? (1 hour)
- Supper with Mr Dorky and gang (1 hour)
- Last minute packing (1 minute…haha…get it? last minute…okay, my hungover jokes aren’t funny…2 hours)
- Remainder used to sleep off my hangover… (x hours)
What is the best cure for a hangover? Please share your tips.
In conclusion : Blogging is not the best cure for a hangover!
I was so confused. Being a Scottish Asian, I am used to the term “dim sum”, but in Australia, this is known as “yum cha”. So I wiki’d
it and found this :-
“Yum cha” is a dining experience which involves drinking Chinese tea and eating dim sum dishes. “Yum cha” is Cantonese which literally means “drink tea”. In the US and UK, the phrase “dim sum” is often used in place of yum cha; in Cantonese, “dim sum” refers to the wide range of small dishes, whereas yum cha, or “drinking tea”, refers to the entire dining experience.
Yeah, who cares? Let’s eat! Yum cha at East Ocean.
Trolleys go round the restaurant – just like Hong Kong! Weird! I am used to ticking the boxes on a leaflet! The 3 of us just went crazy and ordered random dishes – har gao dumplings, siew mai, XO long beans, congee, pork ribs, etc.
However, my Chinese palate told me that the dim sum was not all that great. Too much MSG and grease!!!
But the company was excellent. I was making my dining companions laugh with my stories about breastmilk!! Breastmilk? Yes, breastmilk! Share with you another time. Stay tuned. LOL
The only time I eat hot dogs are at BBQ’s and to my knowledge, the only place in Glasgow which sells hot dogs is Costco, an American megastore – and even when I went there for food, I never ordered a hot dog, because they served amazing baked potatoes.
Anyway, the friends I met in Sydney were huge foodies too, but only Mr Pistol was a Sydney-sider. This meant that I trusted him most about which places to visit and more importantly, which places to dine at.
They also sell pies.
Being a fan of pies, I had the house special Harry’s “Tiger” – which incidentally is named after the founder Harry ‘Tiger’ Edwards – (I was thinking of Tiger Woods LOL) – chunky lean beef pie served with mushy peas, mash and gravy. And guess what? I don’t have a photo of it. Sorry. But it was lovely and meaty with a thick gravy, which was slighty salty. The pastry case was a letdown though.
Anyway, here’s a photo of me holding onto a classic hot dog. I say “holding onto” because I was just posing with the hot dog which went into Mr Pistol’s belly.
I did try the classic hot dog on another occasion. Sadly, it did not live up to my expectations. I prefer hotdog sausages burnt at the BBQ and not boiled.
I also shared a chilli dog with my sister who paid me a visit in Oz. I detest cheese and the cheesy sauce in the chilli dog nearly killed me! LOL!
I can’t remember whether I’ve mentioned this or not, but I am leaving Sydney next week and moving to Melbourne, where the boyfriend stays. Long distance relationships are a no-no for me.
Anyway, he has found a place for me to stay and it is on the street parallel to his street.
Do you know what this Sydney to Melbourne move means??
It means that we will see each other E-V-E-R-Y day! I will officially be part of a couple – which means wherever he goes, I go and wherever I go, he goes!!
This is going to be W-E-I-R-D as I am used to my independence and freedom to do whatever I want at any time.
Thus, in the last few days of Sydney, I have been doing ME things.
Tonight – I am watching a HORROR movie on my own!!!! I rented this DVD – The Orphan. It looks so scary!!! It’s nearly midnight here…the right time to watch a horror movie in the dark, huddled in my bed, on my OWN!
I’ll leave you all with a photo of me before I watch this movie…
Creepy Ling Photo Alert
OMG!! Who is that behind me in the photo????!!!!!! HELP!!!!
Haha, just kidding…I took this photo in December 2009 when Sis 4 came to visit me in Sydney…