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Babe of the week: Emma Frost

The White Queen's icy beauty and awesome telepathic powers will leave you grovelling at her gleaming white leather-clad boots.



Photo courtesy of IGN and Marvel Comics
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White Queen

Initial D Trueno AE86

In honour of the recent release of Initial D The Movie, I decided to post a pic of the famous wolf in sheep's clothing, Bunta Fujiwara's tricked out revved up HachiRoku.

CHO-S cells

Since this is a lab monkey's blog, I figure I'd better post some vaguely sciency stuff.

These are CHO-S cells, the little critters which I work with, and pretty dictate my life. Note the scale bar in the corner, 10 microns, that's very very small.

Weird phrases

Something you don't want to hear coming from your girlfriend.

"Are you going to die soon?"

I'm feeling the love......

Damn.....

Not again. The w#nkers.

Babe of the week: Petra Nemcova

All I can say is.... Damn....

Holiday synopsis 1

Well, finally back in London after 4 weeks of "rest" at home in Singapore. I have to say that this is the first time that I actually wish I was back there. Normally after 2 weeks of being out of the lab, this monkey is itching to get back into some pipetting. But this time, I just can't seem to get into gear. I simply had too great a time back home, which is surprising if you know me.

Jakarta
First, I had to make a trip back to Jakarta. My mum's Indonesian and I used to visit every school holiday up till the age of 16. And since I hadn't been back in 10 years, I figure it was about time to make a trip over to visit the mum's side of the family.

Small triwheel scooters called Bajaj, deathtraps if you ask me.
It's not my bad photography that's making it hazy, it's the pollution!

This visit back was such an eye opener for me. Seeing Jakarta through eyes 10 years older (not necessarily wiser), somehow I appreciate the complexities and chaos a little better. It's no longer dirty and disorganised, more like it has got character. Maybe it's because I've been living in London (another mad city), as opposed to 10 years ago before I'd left home, and all I had known was the ordered sterility of Singapore.

Next stop, KL with my woman....... tune in next time...

See what I mean about the pollution?!


Had to get out of the city, went to Gunung Puncak for a respite. Here are some tea plantations on the slopes of the mountain.


Going up the mountain. If the moutain won't go to Mhd, Mhd will go to the mountain. (with requisite head wobbling)

Tragedy in London

I'm horrified at the incidents in London today. Thank God I just happen to be back home for a holiday at this moment in time. I've been living in London for several years now, and it has truly become my second home, a city which I've come to love and call my own.

Watching the images of destruction, of places which are so familiar to me. The bus outside the British Medical Association where I walked past everyday in my 1st year, King's Cross and Edgeware Road. It's cliche, but I'm in shock. I just didn't know how to respond.

Rushing home, I called as many of the people around me as I could get hold of back there. Thank the good LORD that they are all fine. From the reports on BBC, the emergency services seem to be handling the situation well. Living with the threat of the IRA in the 80s and 90s has trained them well for such an "inevitable" day.

Michelle @ Syntaxfree has quoted well, "We will never surrender." The people of London will never bow to to such dastardly acts of terror. We will never give in, and we will never be terrorised.

Bad writing

I have realised that I need to read each post at least twice before publishing. Especially if I'm posting late at night. Reading through the older posts, I'm completely horrified by how atrocious my grammar has become and not to mention the bad spelling.

This is what happens when you become a scientist, and no longer need to write coherently for the general english speaking world. A intellectual diet of MS Excel, graphs and cell counts have rendered my literary centers defunct. At least I've got this blog to practice constructing proper sentences on. Feel free to correct my grammar.

Damn. I think I'll just stick to comic art.

Babe of the week: Miho

Miho is a 5 foot nothing bundle of blades and death. Cross the Old town girls and be prepared to face her lightning shuriken and katanas.

from The Big Fat Kill by Frank Miller

Ostrich on holiday

I've pretty much been burying my head in the sand, trying not to think about the amount of experimental work I have to do and reports due. It's amazing how much time one can waste on holiday, just by lazing about and taking a little longer to do things. Not to mentioned the travelling. Here's the holiday tally so far,

pretty damn good Chendol [Bedok interchange]
perfect Prata [Al-Ameen Upper Bukit Timah thx to moi sis]
Equinox [thx to pinkpenguin]
Mee Pok [Parkway]

I need to start bringing my camera around with me just to take pics so that my gorgeous readers can envy my terribly hip and happening lifestyle, not to mention drool over the gastronomic delights I'm shovelling down my throat.

We have a boudoir

The woman and I had a great time along Clark Quay last night. I had previously heard that it had been recently redeveloped, and since we were around the vicinity, we decided to check it out.

After sticking out heads into several places, we decided to settle down in Indochine's new offering, Forbidden City @ Clarke Quay. I know, it's terribly poser name, but I thought the Qin Shi Huang terracotta warriors were pretty damn cool. For a Discovery channel geek like me, it was the right bait to draw me in through it's doors.

The staff were friendly, and the antique styled lounges were very distinctive and interesting. There was this PR manager who was surprisingly friendly, and I would have to say that it was probably one of the best service I've ever encountered. She even let down the tied drapes around our little corner, giving us some measure or illusion of privacy. Seeing as it was a thursday evening, the Bar Cocoon wasn't too crowded and the music wasn't so loud that you had to shout in order to have a conversation.

As for the food, as bar snacks go, their rice parcels (or what we would call mini poh piah) were well prepared, and delicious. Good food accompanied with refreshing fruit juice based cocktails and a warm atmosphere, it was probably one of the best evenings out we've had in a while.