Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Boooriiing

Hey!
Well i did my grocery shopping, bought olive oil, pork chops, cups, chips, breakfast ham, bread, and some other stuff.
I also went to the agency to pick up my weekly allowance, but apparently they give it out on wednesdays in hong kong, oh and Linda was at the agency too haha so that was nice meeting her again. She called out to the agency "This is my adopted son". . . same old linda. . . :)
I then came home and didn't do much. . . i tried to fry the pork chops, but then i realized we don't have a fan in the room so i had to kinda hold the frying pan out the window, and another thing that worried me was that it fried so damn quickly.
Took about 2 minutes and i had to turn it off because the meat was getting burnt. . . yet i had it on the lowest settings. . .. uugh i don't get this "Induction Cooker" thing. . . imma have to experiment a bit with it first hehe.
Well i spent the next 30 minutes trying to figure out whether or not i dare eat the meat because it seemed wierd it could get properly cooked within 2 minutes. . .
But eventually i got ahold of mom and she gave me the green so i just chowed it down and hoped not to die. . . we'll see ;)
Claire got back at around 11pm, she was exhausted so we both went to bed as soon as she got home.
The next day Claire had a photoshoot for Cosmopolitan, she was feeling worse than ever though.
Luckily the agency called up and told her that there is a typhoon warning, so the shoot has been postponed to a later time. So we got to sleep a bit more. Then finally, it was declared a "Signal Typhoon 8" or something, so the shoot is post poned till today (Thursday). Lucky for her because she got worse and eventually i saw tears comming out of her eyes, so i called up my agency and asked them for a hospital.
After a troublesome taxi ride (Trying to explain to the basterd that i wanted to get her to the hospital) We arrived at St.Paul's Hospital, we sat around for a while, but it didn't take long till it was her turn.
2 minutes after she entered the doctors office she came out and she was issued some meds for her cough and fever.
She was fealing much better at this point, i suppose the panadols must've kicked in.
So we headed to a really nice food court at times square, i had a form of indian kebab roll, and she had some other type of indian dish. It was good.
We then proceeded home where we spent some time on the computers, before we eventually went to bed!
Now today (Thursday) She's left for her photoshoot (She doesn't have a fever anymore) and i'm sitting here again. . . still no freakin castings, i can't get jobs if i don't go to castings so i'm wondering what the agency is doing :/ Gonna head over there later i think.
Well that'll be all for me!
Hope everything back home is great!
Lotsa Love

/Alex

PS.
Farfar
Well i'm not fully recovered yet, still have my bloody cough which is damn annoying.
Claire is the same as me now, she doesn't have the fever anyway.
Rain, you should've seen yesterday :D Typhoon! Raining looots, all day haha
hahahahah Fredrik is an INTERESTING one that's for sure! Always nice with a bit of company by the computer eh? ;)
Yes i am probably like you, i need to hone my queue cutting skills haha But Claire was very sneaky that time ;)
Poor farmor, always taking up too many projects, too much work. That's what i tell my mom as well, maybe it's a chick thing?
I'm Glad us real men know how to communicate, it's good to know i'm not the only one in the world haha
Hope all is well with you farfar, and send my love to farmor!
Lotsa Love!!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

hej,som Du har läst av Ivar så har jag rusat omkring med målarpenslar.Nu känner det som min plikt att snabbt rusa i väg till Hkong till Din undsättning.Visserligen hade jag lovat mig själv att aldrig sätta min fot där igen,efter som jag tycker de är de mesta (lurendrejare) jag har mött i mitt korta liv.Men vad gör jag inte för mitt barnbarn.
Hkong nu kommer jag!!!!!
Jag tar med mig målarpenslar,såg,hammare mm.Jag ska jobba svart och renovera vart än jag kommer.Du behöver inte vara orolig jag kan leva på instnoodle.Kommer inte att inkräkta på Ert boende för jag har naturligtsvis inte tid att sova.Sen ska jag förståss också ta tag Din karriär som modell säg till att de får se upp för nu kommer farmor.
Jag är glad att Ni har förstått livets mening även om det är mörkt och trist hjälper det alltid med en god måltid.
Stor kram till Er båda
Keep on going!

Farmor

Anonymous said...

Hi Cheer up Alex,
Real man like you and me show how great and brave we are in really hard time.
I postponed to belive in God when you are not fully recovered, damm annoyed by bloody coughing, still no casting. Is God blown off by Typhoon?
Do you say I should have seen Hongkong typhoon? Have you forgotten that I am from Tokyo, KingTown of Typhoon? Compaired with Tokyo's, HongKong's one is piss of Fluffy.
Always nice with a bit of company with computer? Is it amusing to hear frequently "How de, Morfar?" "Feel lousy?" "Feel OK?" mixed with extremely bad words?. Those words are not regular bad words, really really obscene slangs I dare not write down.

I see you did a grocery shopping, is this your first shopping in your life? Be carefull not forget behind goods you payed for at the cash desk. I have a strange habit of having paid for goods, forget to pick up them, go ahead home. This habit is not a best way to save money.
So you tried your hands with such dangerous things as frying pork chops, induction Cooker things. Now you are going through many tough things without Mom, Guanma, Cat. Gambare!
Reading your situations, Farmor got a feeling she might be better to be at the spot to push you through all the hard facts of life.
I advise you to say "No Thanks" to Farmor's proposal. Otherwise Farmor and Tessa arrange so that Freddan moves in to Vettershaga to "help me" with computer, cooking, cleaning, washing, shopping etc. etc. Write to Farmor immediately "Too late, Guama in Singapore already on the way to HongKong, thanks anyway".
That's the best for both you and me, even for Claire.

Wish you both for complete full recovery.

Lov/ Ivar