<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:39:01.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ngeongan ku-ching</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-5543969902921257374</id><published>2010-04-08T12:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:54:32.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>i was at the local hang out today.and the bartender noticed something different about me.when asked to describe what it was..he answered: "you looked.. 'berantakan beautiful' gitu loh.."ada" saja! :Dand this marks the return of this blog...about anything and everything personal and whatnot.and in any &amp; every language I feel like writing in.i just love words that don't belong together!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/5543969902921257374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=5543969902921257374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/5543969902921257374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/5543969902921257374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2010/04/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-6454238773504984531</id><published>2009-11-10T12:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:48:08.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Estranged</title><summary type='text'>When you're talkin to yourself And nobody's home You can't fool yourself You came in this world alone (Alone) So nobody ever told you baby How it was gonna be So what'll happen to you baby Guess we'll have to wait and see One, two  Old at heart but I'm only 28 (katanya siy~) And I'm much too young To let love break my heart Young at heart but it's getting much too late To find ourselves so far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/6454238773504984531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=6454238773504984531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/6454238773504984531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/6454238773504984531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2009/11/estranged.html' title='Estranged'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-2228970396745668382</id><published>2009-11-03T10:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:58:18.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>c'est novembre!</title><summary type='text'>Yoohoo~It's November!It's time to start writing again.And most likely will start drawing, possibly painting, and anything in between~See you soon! ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/2228970396745668382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=2228970396745668382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/2228970396745668382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/2228970396745668382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2009/11/cest-novembre.html' title='c&apos;est novembre!'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-530017072189486173</id><published>2008-08-17T04:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T04:32:37.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>déclaration d'indépendance</title><summary type='text'>i'm borrowing this from my brother as he greets the Republic:Selamat hari  merdeka negeriku...semoga rakyatmu masih ingat akan arti kemerdekaan dan perjuangan untuk mendapatkanmu...translation:happy independence day to my beloved country...may your people still remember the meaning of independence and the fight to accrue one...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/530017072189486173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=530017072189486173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/530017072189486173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/530017072189486173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2008/08/dclaration-dindpendance.html' title='déclaration d&apos;indépendance'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-6079004711436499878</id><published>2008-08-14T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:31:02.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mal à la tête</title><summary type='text'>I hadn't been to a movie in Indonesia for years and years now.By this time -- a year after I came home, my brother took me out to see WALL-E.We went on 7pm showing, so I got some snacks at the stand before it started.While I was standing in line, I overheard the lady in front of me asked to have her order delivered to her seat when the movie commencing. She had 3 kids with her.Perhaps a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/6079004711436499878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=6079004711436499878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/6079004711436499878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/6079004711436499878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2008/08/mal-la-tte.html' title='mal à la tête'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-5119960831345762780</id><published>2008-08-03T03:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:31:26.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bienvenue</title><summary type='text'>to the little girl that was born at dawn:welcome to the world, dear!we'd been waiting for you.may you grow up to be a healthy, witty, active, &amp; dedicated to your parents &amp; your country.love always~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/5119960831345762780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=5119960831345762780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/5119960831345762780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/5119960831345762780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2008/08/bienvenue.html' title='bienvenue'/><author><name>kuching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12690745180028430752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i_RYW_DFueI/SJSKT6oNEkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iu_rxm7M26g/S220/kuching.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-114533276423613176</id><published>2006-04-16T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T01:23:29.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>une vacance parfaite</title><summary type='text'>I arrived quite late for the Easter feast chez Richard.The plan was to join them for lunch, but I couldn't make it since my parents' friends came to visit on the hour I supposed to take the train.Anyway, the trip was great.Golden afternoon sun reflected on Hudson... marvelous~I got there at 4:30pm and basically gulped down everything in sight while everybody was out to the river..Afterwards, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/114533276423613176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=114533276423613176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/114533276423613176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/114533276423613176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2006/04/une-vacance-parfaite.html' title='une vacance parfaite'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113868472421127707</id><published>2006-01-30T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:18:44.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>une crise cardiaque</title><summary type='text'>I found it funny, everytime somebody came to visit me... They picked up a magazine from my stacks and (to?) continued the conversation.Anyway, I had a small episode of heart attack today.I was planning to wear my fabulous boots this morning, but I couldn't find them!!! eeeeeeeeeeeek!Even after splling half of my closet I still couldn't find them.I was running late for work, so I settled for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113868472421127707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113868472421127707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113868472421127707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113868472421127707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2006/01/une-crise-cardiaque.html' title='une crise cardiaque'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113868772787196445</id><published>2006-01-27T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T01:08:47.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>la nourriture, la musique, et les amis</title><summary type='text'>I had a rendezvous with a friend for an Indonesian dinner.We were checking out this place I found on the net while looking for lunch one day, Bali Nusa Indah.He brought his cousin with him who happened to be in town, since they hadn't seen each other for 5 years.The dinner turned out to be ok. *pheuw*Nothing compared to the original of course.I ordered: otak-otak, perkedel jagung, pempek </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113868772787196445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113868772787196445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113868772787196445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113868772787196445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-nourriture-la-musique-et-les-amis.html' title='la nourriture, la musique, et les amis'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113773354141030340</id><published>2006-01-18T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:05:41.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>c'est le jour</title><summary type='text'>the day I put my foot back on downtown was the day the pain went away~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113773354141030340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113773354141030340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113773354141030340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113773354141030340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2006/01/cest-le-jour.html' title='c&apos;est le jour'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113558079991974245</id><published>2005-12-26T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T02:06:39.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>la chanceuse</title><summary type='text'>I am watching my parents sleeping...They are tired from our little weekend trip.Just thinking of what people they met this weekend have said about them.I'm fortunate and thankful to have them both.May they be blessed with much more than what they've been given me~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113558079991974245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113558079991974245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113558079991974245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113558079991974245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/la-chanceuse.html' title='la chanceuse'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113512493571913583</id><published>2005-12-20T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T19:37:12.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>渋谷</title><summary type='text'>The transit strike started early this morning: no subway, no bus running.Had to drag myself out of the coccoon -- I have been sleeping on the floor with layer of blankets since my parents arrived.A chilly morning to start with only 22ﾟF.Once stepped out from the building with The Beatles on the pod, it wasn't bad at all!The air was crisp.A brief power walk to the office.. Hey! Really!! Not bad at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113512493571913583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113512493571913583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113512493571913583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113512493571913583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_20.html' title='渋谷'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113496515937017290</id><published>2005-12-15T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T18:25:28.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 jusqu'à 5</title><summary type='text'>as simple as these:I'll start on Monday.The mohawk will have to wait for the 1st paycheck!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113496515937017290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113496515937017290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113496515937017290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113496515937017290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/9-jusqu-5.html' title='9 jusqu&apos;à 5'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113462149693063600</id><published>2005-12-14T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:39:08.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>un doute</title><summary type='text'>au pair de doute, NY ne me laissera pas aller~The story went like this:I decided to leave New York 2 months ago.Right on my birthday I turned off my NY switch.A week later I annouced it on my party.No one would let me leave.. or maybe just 1.Day-by-day as I went about, I noticed here and there how much I would miss the city and its folie~Yesterday, I was feeling a little giddy.Down to 95%.Today, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113462149693063600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113462149693063600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113462149693063600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113462149693063600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/un-doute.html' title='un doute'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113389228338836008</id><published>2005-12-06T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T01:49:20.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>la mer des sacs</title><summary type='text'>Since my dad was still not over his jetlag yet, my mother decided to dig my room corner to corner.When I got up this morning, I found her sitting in the kitchen floor doing this. uh-oh!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113389228338836008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113389228338836008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113389228338836008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113389228338836008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/la-mer-des-sacs.html' title='la mer des sacs'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113374078045021262</id><published>2005-12-04T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T01:24:49.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>un jour merveilleux</title><summary type='text'>seems like I am quite easy to please~Received a couple of emails from here and there today.Made me grin ear-to-ear each time I received one.Anyway, my parents finally made it to New York.Quite a long wait at the airport.Oof! I hate waiting~An hour later, I saw them looking for me and nothing else matter...I was being impatient, so I just hugged my mom with a divider between us.My dad didn't want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113374078045021262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113374078045021262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113374078045021262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113374078045021262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/un-jour-merveilleux.html' title='un jour merveilleux'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113367129837934208</id><published>2005-12-03T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:56:08.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sur l'étape</title><summary type='text'>il y a quelque chose mieux m'attend,la seule manière de découvrir est a laisser quelque chose que j'adore~I heard about this gig awhile ago and received an invitation from Anat Fort.Since I wouldn't make it to the real concert in Tel Aviv, I decided to cross the river to see her trio and the string sextet play at  Puffin Cultural Forum.The ride was a breeze.Arrived 'fashionably late' as New </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113367129837934208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113367129837934208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113367129837934208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113367129837934208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/sur-ltape.html' title='sur l&apos;étape'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113358673371702604</id><published>2005-12-02T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T02:16:58.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>un beau rêve</title><summary type='text'>I woke up with an obsession over James Spader.Made me think of an old friend who insisted he didn't look like him.I wonder how he is doing these days. Don't ask me why. I'm only a cat with a little brain~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113358673371702604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113358673371702604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113358673371702604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113358673371702604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/un-beau-rve.html' title='un beau rêve'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113358675872606488</id><published>2005-12-01T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:50:57.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>au creperie</title><summary type='text'>Had a dinner with Winnie.It had been a while since I saw her the last time -- a year ago?Anyway, we had a long chat at a nearby creperie.She was still funny and sweet as I remembered...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113358675872606488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113358675872606488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113358675872606488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113358675872606488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/12/au-creperie.html' title='au creperie'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113340578883194320</id><published>2005-11-30T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T03:18:30.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>un bon exemple</title><summary type='text'> After a dreary day, I was greeted with the one and only mail today in a shiny envelope.A familiar squiggly handwriting of my address on top -- a thank you note from Patrick!Sweet~Between the lobby to the apartment, it got me into thinking...These days, people unconciously take each other for granted.I'm not saying you have to thank somebody for every little thing that one doesn't even remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113340578883194320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113340578883194320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113340578883194320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113340578883194320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/un-bon-exemple.html' title='un bon exemple'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113322250953573311</id><published>2005-11-28T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:41:45.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>une phobie de couteau</title><summary type='text'>A couple days ago, I broke my one and only paring knife.Since then I had been using a chinese cleaver to cut fruits and veggies in great difficulties -- just imagine cutting off the core of an apple with this beast.Went out to buy a replacement this afternoon.As I stared at the wall of knife at Bed Bath &amp; Beyond an uneasy feeling emerged.I couldn't stand looking at them.Wondered how I got all the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113322250953573311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113322250953573311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113322250953573311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113322250953573311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/une-phobie-de-couteau.html' title='une phobie de couteau'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113315539940588607</id><published>2005-11-27T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T14:04:31.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>une soirée du bowling</title><summary type='text'> A few days ago, Novi invited me to a string of parties at once: her uncle's b-day on 23rd, Thanksgiving dinner on 24th, and her birthday on Sunday (today).I remembered all the dates, but at some point the time got messed up... eeeek!Then she called in at 5pm and asked if I was coming.I told her I forgot the time, was it at 5pm or 7pm?It was 5:30.Anyway, her family and close friends gathered to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113315539940588607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113315539940588607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113315539940588607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113315539940588607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/une-soire-du-bowling.html' title='une soirée du bowling'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113329817693983295</id><published>2005-11-26T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T16:05:11.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pixel</title><summary type='text'>With Bill's permission, I could finally post pixel in a blanket.I seemed to like my friends' cat more than mine... ehmm.. I have none!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113329817693983295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113329817693983295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113329817693983295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113329817693983295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/pixel.html' title='pixel'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113298202621399807</id><published>2005-11-25T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:23:49.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>le vendredi noir</title><summary type='text'>I decided to linger under the duvet a little longer...The sun was peeking through the curtain, but it wasn't fooling anybody.Checked the forecast before bed, it might not even make it to the freezing point!Anyway, Ai called from a land far far away... Aceh!He was doing fine and just felt like chatting... ehm... ramblings to be exact, about anything and nothing.Then I went on with the day.Seemed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113298202621399807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113298202621399807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113298202621399807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113298202621399807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/le-vendredi-noir.html' title='le vendredi noir'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113298869653205668</id><published>2005-11-24T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T02:05:27.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>le sans-abri</title><summary type='text'>Sure Novi was the first one to invite me for Thanksgiving dinner.The thing was, I didn't think I'd last the whole weekend in Nyack, away from my juicer and all the vegetables.So I took, Idil's invitation instead -- 9 blocks away and 4 hours long tops!I intentionally arrived an hour later, hoping they were half way through dinner, I didn't have too eat too much!Alas! Idil caught up with me!She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113298869653205668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113298869653205668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113298869653205668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113298869653205668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/le-sans-abri.html' title='le sans-abri'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113298963902894664</id><published>2005-11-23T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:29:51.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>une exposition spéciale</title><summary type='text'>Since Bill was being indecisive, I took him to Van Gogh Drawings at the Met.It was quite a show.3 galleries of drawing compositions in ink, graphite, chalk, charcoal, watercolors, and related paintings.The man was a beautiful freak.I was fascinated by the cows in the distance, a little cat, lots and lots of little lines, curvy at times and dot dot dots... lovely~thanx, bill!* Should have crossed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113298963902894664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113298963902894664' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113298963902894664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113298963902894664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/une-exposition-spciale.html' title='une exposition spéciale'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113299212065155871</id><published>2005-11-22T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:24:08.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 jours plus tard...</title><summary type='text'>My friend, Bill was in town for a visit.We had not seen each other for about 7 years.He was actually less sarcastic!  Sweet~Had lunch and caught up at a nearby cafe.Invited some friends over to Cuba this evening.No live band tonite, but we were loud enough to be merry.Thirteen of us were tucked in a cozy back room.Everybody I was expecting, came and there were a few surprises.  Lovely~I couldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113299212065155871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113299212065155871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113299212065155871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113299212065155871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/7-jours-plus-tard.html' title='7 jours plus tard...'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113177375658694932</id><published>2005-11-11T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:37:04.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>le magicien d'Oz</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow   Way up high,   There's a land that I heard of   Once in a lullaby.    Somewhere over the rainbowSkies are blue,And the dreams that you dare to dreamReally do come true.     Someday I'll wish upon a starAnd wake up where the clouds are farBehind me.Where troubles melt like lemon dropsAway above the chimney topsThat's where you'll find me.     Somewhere over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113177375658694932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113177375658694932' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113177375658694932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113177375658694932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/11/le-magicien-doz.html' title='le magicien d&apos;Oz'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113022977205661837</id><published>2005-10-25T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T02:13:48.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quelques histoires courtes</title><summary type='text'>Checking on some friends from high school.Vivi is now 6 months pregnant.In the meantime, I was chatting up with Capung.She was upset that one of our friends from high school deliberately using her email to vote for himself to win a contest.You can report him to the website as a fraud.No, it's fine. It just annoyed me he didn't ask for my permission.Anyway, I went to check out the site and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113022977205661837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113022977205661837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113022977205661837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113022977205661837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/quelques-histoires-courtes.html' title='quelques histoires courtes'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113018624682608238</id><published>2005-10-24T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T04:23:18.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>un cauchemar</title><summary type='text'>My late grandma and my brother came to visit.We cruised around the city and stuff...After that we all splitted to our own destination.I went back to the apartment.Something bizarre happened when I took the elevator.The door wouldn't close, but it was moving up.I had a glimpse of 2nd Floor when the lights flickered.Then the cart moved downward fast!It passed the basement to just dark hole.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113018624682608238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113018624682608238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113018624682608238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113018624682608238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/un-cauchemar.html' title='un cauchemar'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-113018669298193320</id><published>2005-10-23T17:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:03:58.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>à propos d'hier soir</title><summary type='text'>Went out to dinner with Shoko and friends at Typhoon in East Village.Her friend came to visit from SF, a nice and fun girl.Food and drink was overflowing.At the end of the night another friend came to join and we hopped to another joint.I had to bail as my stomach was disagreeable, ehm.. most likely overeat.Waited for a cab in the rain for half an hour.. none available.So, I stopped by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/113018669298193320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=113018669298193320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113018669298193320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/113018669298193320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/propos-dhier-soir.html' title='à propos d&apos;hier soir'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112996994155967979</id><published>2005-10-22T04:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T04:25:48.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>un martini s'il te plait!</title><summary type='text'>Started off at Yakiniku West.I was eating like there was no tomorrow since I had nothing else for the day.Then hopped to a Spanish joint --was it La Paella East?-- next door for Sangria.It was a nice outdoor space with a garden and... ehm.. smoking permitted!Afterwards, the girls wanted to go dancing.Since it was a mix-crowd, I thought I took them to LES, there were plenty of choices for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112996994155967979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112996994155967979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112996994155967979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112996994155967979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/un-martini-sil-te-plait.html' title='un martini s&apos;il te plait!'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112997436627133805</id><published>2005-10-21T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:24:41.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>un mannequin</title><summary type='text'>The photo students were swarming the city this weekend.They were in town for the Photo Expo at Javits.A friend from college (a photo student, no less) was also here.She had asked me to be a model for her final project... uh-oh!After an awkward photo session on the roof, we stayed in, chatted, and waited for everybody to return from work...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112997436627133805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112997436627133805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112997436627133805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112997436627133805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/un-mannequin.html' title='un mannequin'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112987342841987023</id><published>2005-10-20T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T04:22:15.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>le désespoir</title><summary type='text'>When I got up this morning, I had a feeling it was going to be a good day.The sun was out and it was quite warm for October.I was chatting up with Lolito who sounded like a Latin Lover, when the phone rang.The long-awaited call from the station.It was a good news!Went to report right away.Although at the end of the day I was a little giddy.I wonder if one can relies on one's memory (a month later</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112987342841987023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112987342841987023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112987342841987023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112987342841987023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/le-dsespoir.html' title='le désespoir'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112978933593829670</id><published>2005-10-19T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T05:42:37.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>les questions graves</title><summary type='text'>3 ans à Chelsea ne signifie rien!mon gaydar ne fonctionne pas...Abi was having a crisis with her project.So, I was on and off the phone the whole day with her.Anyway, I had a class today.I was happy but had to leave early for a "stylist's" dinner."Left a little perpexled.There was a classmate who I was wondering whether he was gay or not.* How so?Right before I left the class today, he was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112978933593829670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112978933593829670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112978933593829670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112978933593829670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/les-questions-graves.html' title='les questions graves'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112969168764032039</id><published>2005-10-18T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T00:37:42.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>un buffle et d'autres matières</title><summary type='text'>Water buffalo came out as a topic of conversation.It was actually a beautiful creature.I'd never thought of it that way since they were always bathing in the mud, hence the color was grey.Lola asked if I'd ridden one before.I had not, because they were sometimes considered vicious.But to think about it, if they let little children ride them, then they should be just as sweet and  innocent, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112969168764032039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112969168764032039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112969168764032039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112969168764032039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/un-buffle-et-dautres-matires.html' title='un buffle et d&apos;autres matières'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112954763752279464</id><published>2005-10-17T07:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T10:57:55.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>au secours!</title><summary type='text'>The Z happened to run with a Windows Xp Pro Japanese version.2 days ago when I started up the iTunes, it offered an update.I agreed on it and did all the necessary download.Installed.. but stalled when it tried to install the Quicktime part.Naturally impatient, I tried to patch things up myself.It went nose-dive from there..Did a little research (Sunday afternoon) and tried pretty much all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112954763752279464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112954763752279464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112954763752279464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112954763752279464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/au-secours.html' title='au secours!'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112955013700967700</id><published>2005-10-16T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T07:55:37.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ma mère</title><summary type='text'>I had been thinking of my mom these days, but it was never a good time to call.Anyway, she called me instead.Mom told me she was flying off tonite to accompany dad on a trip.We talked and talked and talked.My mother as sweet as always...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112955013700967700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112955013700967700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112955013700967700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112955013700967700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/ma-mre.html' title='ma mère'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112955098946746212</id><published>2005-10-15T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T08:10:25.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>キラーストリート</title><summary type='text'>At last, the long awaited Southern All Stars' album had arrived!I hadn't had a chance to listen to it yet, due to a technical problem on my iTunes, but they hadn't disappointed me so far.Their songs usually depicted summer romance by the ocean.Summer is over...Romance is questionable...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112955098946746212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112955098946746212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112955098946746212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112955098946746212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='キラーストリート'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112944173381317277</id><published>2005-10-14T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:19:45.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ballon rouge</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how to write a review -- except for food.BariIt was dawn in a quiet village.A girl was still curling on her bed.The sun peaked between the curtain.As it raised, shined on her face.She got out from her bed, stood by the window.Outside, a farmer walked to the rice field.With his buffalos.She watched quietly.In the kitchen, her mother was grinding spices for a meal.Farmer on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112944173381317277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112944173381317277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112944173381317277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112944173381317277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/ballon-rouge.html' title='ballon rouge'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112923681471902782</id><published>2005-10-13T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:26:01.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>le laureat</title><summary type='text'>It started like this...I was playing a movie (star) trivia with Lola the other day.He told me he recently saw The Constant Gardener.Then the topics went from Ralph Fiennes - crazy Nazi - Stéphane Audran (of Babettes gæstebud) - Sabina Sciubba..In the middle of the surf, I found out Anne Bancroft had passed away this past June due to uterine cancer.As an homage, I rented out The Graduate.I must </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112923681471902782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112923681471902782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112923681471902782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112923681471902782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/le-laureat.html' title='le laureat'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17749512.post-112908658456696968</id><published>2005-10-12T02:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:41:05.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>un début frais</title><summary type='text'>I'm itching for a few days to update my blog.The little tiger is pushing my head under water.Eventhough, he was little and far, but he is still a tiger..And I'm only a kitty..Eh, let the name dropping begin!miaow~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/feeds/112908658456696968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17749512&amp;postID=112908658456696968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112908658456696968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17749512/posts/default/112908658456696968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ku-ching.blogspot.com/2005/10/un-dbut-frais.html' title='un début frais'/><author><name>sphinxku</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/51/2261/640/pro.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
