I have successfully set up my blogsome site. Whoo hoo! I’ve got it looking pretty close to this blog too. Not bad, for a html idiot like me.

Well, I’m actually two minds about my blog. I want so much to have more security, like a password feature. So blogsome really fits my purpose in that sense, apart from the fact that it has got that calendar thingy. I don’t really care about the categorising ability, but since it’s there, I’m using it. Just have to rack my brains and wordsmith that bit.

But blogsome is on wordpress platform, so I do need to be more knowledgeable in html to tweak the blog. It’s not easy, but the practice I had on blogger was apparently put to good use. Apart from that, some other minuses which may seem small, but are meaningful to me:

-It doesn’t have a profile to link and I had to create my own.
-I also couldn’t put in my cute graphics in the template. Bah…
-The postings are not exactly wysiwyg
-I also cannot put a timestamp in my postings and that bloody timestamp has got a bug.
-I can’t even put a day to my date.
-I couldn’t even create a bullet list easily. It’s that boggling!

So for now, I’ve decided to retain both blogs. Blogger will host my unclassified journal, while blogsome will host my classified chronicles. I will probably transfer my previous posts to blogsome too, but will not kill my blogger account until I’m totally comfortable with blogsome. Or hopefully blogger will soon incorporate password feature plus the calendar thingy.

Until then…

Godma found my blog! So smart! I’ve mentioned my blog’s name but I didn’t give her the address. She googled the name plus Takuya and bingo, she got in. I guessed as much when I saw the search words on the referrers’ list. But the silly woman didn’t spot her own nick in my entries and emailed me to complain:

Why never mention me wan?!!!!! Got San no me not fair!!!

When I replied that I’ve mentioned her in at least two of my entries and she should check my archives, she replied:

Hello hello..got ah u mention my real name or nic? From today onwards I wan to be known as Godma!!!!

Aiyo, Godma. So old leh. But our friend is actually younger than me although it’s true that she’s Gavin’s godma.

So here’s an entry just for Godma on NOTHING! Read my previous mentions here, here and here.

Wau…now must be careful since Godma knows my blog. Cannot anyhow bitch about her. This is the main reason I don’t give my friends my blog address. Kekeke… Fortunately, previous entries about her have been very factual. Hengz ah…

I’ve been trying to be a smartass, yet again. I want to move my blog to blogsome, which is on wordpress platform. Wordpress, you know. For the very professional blogger one. A lot of bloggers like wordpress for I-don’t-know-what reasons. I suspect it’s the ability to categorise their entries. Big deal  Like I care for that. What kind of categories do I have except musings? Mmmm…musings lor. So htf do I categorise one category??? But what I care for is the calendar thingy. Hey, it’s so cool to have a little calendar on my blog that I can click on. Plus it’s got a password feature.

So I searched and found blogsome, and they claim to be fast, easy and free plus I can get blogging in minutes! Whoa! I quickly registered and it look simple enough. But when I tried to get rid of the first default post, they kept asking me to “enable sender referrers”. Oh shit, what’s that? Never mind… So I tried uploading my first few entries but I couldn’t even get the bloody time corrected. Then I looked at the template, and realised that the simpleton in me wouldn’t be able to figure out those intricate html coding and I won’t even know where to put up my wallpapers. So after trying for about an hour, I gave up and deleted the bloody blog. Grrrrrrrrrr…

Arrrgggghhhhh…I need my sugar intake for all the energies I’ve wasted. Then *ping*, I remembered the Fran chocolate sticks I bought yesterday. Quickly, I rummaged through the fridge and found my two packs of Fran. Mind you, these are not the ordinary chocolate sticks. These are blueberry & yogurt coated! They’re so yummilicious… When you bite into the stick, the blueberry yogurt just melts in your mouth and the only evidence to prove that you’ve eaten them is the blueberry smell lingering on your taste bud. Sooooo shiok-a-doo-doo…

Fran choc sticks are a regular feature in my diet and I usually buy them at the basement of Takashimaya. Yesterday I stood in front of the boxes for a good five minutes because I wasn’t sure what to buy as they’ve changed the packaging. Luckily, moi is a sucker for anything that contains blueberry so I decided to give these a try. Each box contains four individually wrapped packages with three sticks of chocolate sticks each. At $2.85 a pack, I really think it’s a steal.

With my Fran blueberry yogurt choc sticks, my day wasn’t exactly wasted after all…

It seems that my hazel coloured eyes are truly passé. But what annoys me is that they’re not surpassed by green or blue eyes, but black eyes! YESH, BLACK EYES! And mind you, it’s no ordinary black. It’s call Nadesicco Black, created by inky black lenses that promises you gigantic monochromatic pupils. The effect? Eyes look way bigger. Check out the difference in this picture I swiped got from Japundit.

According to Wired Mag, this invention originates from Japan (where else) because the teenagers find it cute to have large eyes like their fave manga or anime characters. It appears that these lenses have also invaded Taiwan because I saw this on Lady First, the Taiwanese talkshow hosted by Lan Shin Mei on TVBS-Asia last week. She tried them on herself and the effect is truly amazing!

Well, I don’t suppose I can get these here any sooner. Hiaz… but first, I think I can get a manga head based on instructions from garnier beauty. Hensley, can you help me please…

My dinner tonight is quite unusual. It’s beancurd of the smelly sort! And I tell you, they’re simply tofu-licious! Really. Not one bit stinky. People who tell you that smelly beancurd or tofu reeks like dead rats, dirty drains or soiled diapers are just exaggerating and should have their olfactory system checked. Well, it does have a somewhat pungent taste but it’s certainly not foul smelling or tasting. But before I go on, let me just qualify that one man’s meat is another’s poison.

To me, the taste of the smelly tofu is exquisite. I first sank my teeth on this snack at Kaohsiung in 1997 and it was a takeaway for a KTV session. At that time, the taste didn’t appeal to me. But when I tried it a second time at the Shihlin night market in Taipei, I was hooked. Savour it when it’s served crispy and piping hot with the pickles plus sauces and the taste is just sooooo divine…

So you can imagine my delight when Zu brought home one packet of smelly tofu for supper one night. I never expected to find this delicacy in Singapore. Apparently this Mini Star Fermented Beancurd located at 795 Geylang Road which serves this scrumptious dish was originally from Chinatown Complex. The neighbouring stalls at Chinatown had complained about the smell and his stall was even vandalised. So the Hong Kong boss had to move shop to Geylang. Though the tofu isn’t as tasty as what I’ve eaten in Taiwan, it is still pretty yummy.

In case you don’t know, smelly beancurd is prepared by fermenting them with fish innards, salt, soy beans and some spices for a few days before they are removed and deep fried. Some have equate it to blue cheese, though I’m not too sure about that. I wouldn’t recommend it for the health or smell conscious. But for the rest who are adventurous with unique food and haven’t tried this, give it a go here.

Each piece of tofu costs $2 and I had four servings. Unfortunately, I couldn’t download the pictures I’ve taken…just too bad. To prevent any serious nose or arse bleeding issues, I suggest you gulp down a glass of eno fruit salt after eating too.