had my first harrowing experience in my house.
the electrical cables chose the coldest night this year to snap.
shortly after eleven, i found myself in darkness and silence.
there was no power, no TV, no internet and gasp, no heater.

i poked my way to the toolbox to search out the torch i picked up at ikea.
i knew that would come in handy somehow. talked rubbish to rakesh for half an hour.
read a presentation report using the torch. tried to settle down on the sofa wearing my winter jacket. just as i was nodding off, the lights came back on just before 12.

the giantic Xmas tree in the estate compound must have short-circuited. good intention, bad idea.

one of the perils of living alone - you'll have to figure out how to replace lightbulbs. 3 of my 7 lightballs decide to expire. i found myself at the light aisle in Carrefour, trying to differentiate between 25W/40W/60W, softone/classic tone, energy saving/bright illumination, tear bulb/broad base/narrow base. i gave up and called dad. just wanted to make sure replacing a 25W with a 40W will not set off an explosion in my living room. i survived. :)

just discovered something new.
the ever controversial electrical blanket.
for some reasons, they all have terrible prints! (believe me, mine is already the best looking of the lot)...

yes, i heard all the stories about people being fried in those but i'll take my chances.
there's something about jumping into a warm bed. just brings a smile to your face.

jason from toni & guy recommended the 'Small S' hairstyle (he swears it is the IN thing right now) when i complained about my porcupine hair. i must say i quite like the outcome!