<?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-5493210</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:51:40.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OnLain-Lain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-113064823230455839</id><published>2005-10-30T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T12:57:12.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to move on</title><summary type='text'>So sad.

Since I can no longer afford pricey hosting, I am moving to Wordpress. Just got the invite, so from November 2005 onwards, please mosey on to http://jenntai.wordpress.com to find me. 
You can still send me emails because I'm keeping the domain but will be opting for a slimmer package. 
BTW, Wordpress rocks my world.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113064823230455839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113064823230455839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to move on'/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-113048345416631766</id><published>2005-10-28T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T09:45:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAMN THE HAPPS THAI CHICKEN RICE

Inspired by my experiment making bread and butter pudding last Sunday, I'm gonna try to emulate a favourite dish The Hubby likes to order at a restaurant downstairs of our condo. Called Thai Chicken rice, it tastes and looks nothing like it sounds. It's not sweet or sour. It's spicy, made probably with oyster sauce, garlic and chinese cabbage (wong ah bak). 
I'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113048345416631766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113048345416631766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/10/damn-happs-thai-chicken-rice-inspired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-113048226711902354</id><published>2005-10-28T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:51:57.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TESTING BLOGBUDDY

Freaky shit has been happening to my blogBuddy. I write. I hit Post and Publish. It says Blog Successfully posted, but nothing happens on the other end. If you see this, the freaky shit has, hence, stopped.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113048226711902354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113048226711902354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/10/testing-blogbuddy-freaky-shit-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-113025644759796129</id><published>2005-10-25T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:22:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOGS: A RESPONSIBLE, TRUSTWORTHY MEDIA?
Thank you, Mei, for highlighting this incident to me. 
Many people have had a say on this matter. Don't mind if I do! 
Firstly, while I don't agree that one should openly advocate using toilets for the disabled, I have been guilty of this terrible deed, more than once. 
Okay, twice. 
Okay, more than twice. 
Hey, I have two kids. Bloody pram doesn't fit in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113025644759796129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/113025644759796129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/10/blogs-responsible-trustworthy-media.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112977776447692294</id><published>2005-10-20T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:30:59.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death is all around
Just found out this morning that our PM's wife has passed on. A week ago, an old (younger) acquaintance lost his fight with liver cancer. He'd only survived a few months after the diagnosis.

There is a large lump of unexplainable fear somewhere in my chest. I know it's because I've not gone for a blood test in almost two years.

I was diagnosed as Hep-B positive during my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112977776447692294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112977776447692294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/10/death-is-all-around-just-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112847419475134957</id><published>2005-10-05T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:11:27.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dang. I've gone and done it.
I've decided to join the madness that is the National Novel Writing Month this year. Goofily named NaNoWriMo, I first heard of this obsessive little activity a few years ago. My Wordup counterparts, See Ming and Mei Ching, decided to give ita little push then. Today, the Malaysian movement has become a tidy little creature all by itself, run by real (and even a little</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112847419475134957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112847419475134957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/10/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112713307101367899</id><published>2005-09-19T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T20:32:14.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THERE BE NO SLEEPIN' COME OCTOBER

Just in: Vivendi Universal's F.E.A.R (First Encounter Assault Recon) has confirmed a date for its worldwide release, on none other than Oct 18th. I tried both the single and multiplayer demos for the game - very scary shit, this.

Also slated for this month is EA's Black and White 2. I had the privilege of testing the game today - read next month's Gameaxis for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112713307101367899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112713307101367899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/09/there-be-no-sleepin-come-october-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112710480048972711</id><published>2005-09-19T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:12:29.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LED BATHTUBS, MOTION-ACTIVATED TOILET SEATS AND ALARM-CLOCK-CONTROLLED CONTROLLERS

Managed to catch up with some websurfing and reading during breakfast today and man, the things you pick up on RSS feeds.
Check these pieces, all out at Gizmodo:

- His and Hers toilet seats with target-practice bullseyesand colour-coordinated according to gender, no less.

- plastic bath tubs that change colours </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112710480048972711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112710480048972711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/09/led-bathtubs-motion-activated-toilet.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112688626727863794</id><published>2005-09-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T22:44:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHITE PSP ARRIVED TODAY!

Cost me a pretty penny but gosh, is it gorgeous. Look at it!



And now for the punchline: I don't have ANY games to play with!
Gripes: The battery hatch is a bit cacat, doesn't lock properly and when it IS in, doesn't FEEL as though it's secure. Also, when connecting your USB cable, becareful - you MUST get your USB on before plugging the cable in, or the whole damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112688626727863794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112688626727863794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/09/white-psp-arrived-today-cost-me-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112684521319316809</id><published>2005-09-16T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T14:09:50.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NINTENDO UNVEILS FREE FORM GAMING

There are revolutions, and there's THE Revolution. Nintendo unveiled its, urm, revolutionary Revolution controller this morning at the Tokyo Game Show, which looks like - you guessed it - a remote control (how many mentions of Revolution can you find?). 
First thoughts - using that controller for over 15 minutes is going to be tricky. Normal controllers you can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112684521319316809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112684521319316809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/09/nintendo-unveils-free-form-gaming.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112651846709216788</id><published>2005-09-12T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T18:02:27.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ZOMG, CHRIS AVELLONE IS COMINGThought I'd do a shameless plug here for a game developers conference I'm helping (or rather, Gameaxis is helping) to organise. 
Check it out (a press release we sent out last month):
MALAYSIA HOSTS INAUGURAL REGIONAL GAME DEVELOPMENT CONFERENCE
Speakers from Valve, Obsidian headline the Asian Game Developers Summit
The Multimedia Development Corporation (MDC) and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112651846709216788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112651846709216788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/09/are-you-game-developer-thought-id-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112536363776560217</id><published>2005-08-30T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:11:05.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SO YOU WANT TO HAVE KIDS?
When two or more married women get together for coffee, conversation often centers around a handful of topics: shopping, gossip and kids. 
Inevitably, we get on the last subject a lot of the time, since most of my friends already have children. 
We share tips and personal experiences on diaper brands and breastfeeding to behaviour problems and school trips. We talk, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112536363776560217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112536363776560217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-you-want-to-have-kids-when-two-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112487692471039258</id><published>2005-08-24T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T17:55:36.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE MYSTERY OF WHY WOMEN GO TO THE LOO IN PAIRS, SOLVED!

(Be prepared to ROTFLMAO)

Someone sent me this funny story, which I know has been reproduced countless times in cyberspace. But it does not lose its humour. Enjoy!

My mother was a fanatic about public bathrooms. When I was a little girl, she'd take me into the stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112487692471039258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112487692471039258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/08/mystery-of-why-women-go-to-loo-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112469288239573972</id><published>2005-08-22T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:41:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STAIRWAY THROUGH HELL


The gym can get boring after a while. 
Yesterday, I decided to go with something one of my neighbours (a fit 50+ old man) shared last week. He takes the stairs up (all 18 flights of them!) up my condo twice a week. And so, I slapped on my tights and walking shoes, took the lift down to the basement, and legged up all the way to the 17th floor before I almost died of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112469288239573972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112469288239573972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/08/stairway-through-hell-gym-can-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112401671755914580</id><published>2005-08-14T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:56:09.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAY ONE OF SELF IMPOSED WORKOUT


In defiance of gyms like Fitness First, I am putting my own willpower to the test and my condo's gym, finally, to good use.
I actually started a few days ago but the haze made it difficult to continue without asphyxiating in the process.
Let the record show that I am today 110.2 kilos today. Walked the treadmill for 30 mins today at 4.3kmph. Felt very good to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112401671755914580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112401671755914580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/08/day-one-of-self-imposed-workout-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112364368267654647</id><published>2005-08-10T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T12:46:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAZY DAZE
The haze is really, REALLY bad. But that's old news. 
I can smell the smoke every day for the past four days. Yesterday, I couldn't last more than half an hour on the bike in my condo gym because the door was open and I kept breathing in the haze. Nobody was using the pool because by now, the water is probably toxic. 
Both my kids have fallen ill. Skyler, who is seven months old (she's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112364368267654647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112364368267654647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/08/hazy-days-haze-is-really-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112359014840495014</id><published>2005-08-09T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:22:31.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE BLOG A MONTH

Somebody shtop meh!

So it's been kinda crazy around here. PC Fairlah, upcoming WCGlah, before that CELgameslah. 
A large part of me wonders if I'll be able to cope with being a full-time mom and all, after this madness.
But really, I've been kinda disconnected, having lost many a waking hour to WoW (don't click on it if you know what's good for you). Yesterday, I spent all day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112359014840495014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112359014840495014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-blog-month-somebody-shtop-meh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112071493738334489</id><published>2005-07-07T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:42:17.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THERE ARE BAD BLOGGERS, AND THERE ARE...

Wired online reported today that sex offender Joseph Duncan has a blog. 
Should criminals, particularly sex criminals, be allowed to blog? Makes me wonder how many are out there. That we don't know of. Just blowing bubbles beneath the surface, waiting to emerge when they think noone's looking. 
The Web is a scary place. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112071493738334489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112071493738334489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-are-bad-bloggers-and-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112020101167321326</id><published>2005-07-01T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T14:56:51.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FULFILLED HOUSEWIFE-TO-BE
So I haven't really been blogging since David's passing. Didn't feel like it and also, didn't have time, in between full baby, editorial and druidic duties. My posts in The Sun have also been reduced to once a week. I'd like to write more but these days, one just does not seem to have the peace needed to mull on a topic. 
But a significant change is on its merry way, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112020101167321326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112020101167321326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/07/fulfilled-housewife-to-be-so-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-112009825584228088</id><published>2005-06-30T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:24:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FITNESS FIRST BOOBOO

Just wanted to share with y'all what happened to me yesterday when I went to cancel my membership at Fitness First in DU Uptown, and perhaps one of you health/women's magazines should do a story on the new gyms and their memberships schemes (or should I say scams), help people who join these places understand what they're getting into.

Last year March 2004, I joined Fitness</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112009825584228088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/112009825584228088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/06/fitness-first-booboo-just-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111632701621514274</id><published>2005-05-17T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:53:47.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FAREWELL, DAVID. AND THANK YOU.

Today, I found out that a source of mine passed away almost two weeks ago, due to a road accident. 
Nobody told me until 20 minutes ago.
I didn't reallly know David. Didn't even know he was one of those bikers who frequently participated in those North-South road trips
On the way back from Thailand, tragedy struck. 
I met David during the course of my work for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111632701621514274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111632701621514274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/05/farewell-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111500018515466534</id><published>2005-05-02T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T10:19:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE RIGHT TO BE FAT

A small argument as been boiling in my blog with reference to my Fat Finally Wins entry (and I thought nobody ever reads my stuff). Wanted to put in my two sen but was too long. Here it goes:
Firstly, everyone, calm down. Everyone's entitled to their opinion. It's the chickenshits who don't post their email adds/web URLs that annoy me. Still, they are the ones that make your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111500018515466534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111500018515466534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/05/right-to-be-fat-small-argument-as-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111495327622574589</id><published>2005-05-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T10:31:06.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ELABORATE HANDPHONE THEFT/SCAM GOING ON
My cousin's husband just related a horrible story to me about how he was conned of his handphone through an elaborate scam just last week.Eric received a call at his office from a potential client who'd asked him to meet up at One Utama Chilli's. The man had asked him to bring his notebook to present to his CEO (Eric's in the plastics business and is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111495327622574589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111495327622574589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/05/elaborate-handphone-theftscam-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111481806765331742</id><published>2005-04-30T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T07:51:48.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MEEGOS, ANYONE?

No, not my meegoo. I'm half thinking whether or not I should sue.

Anyway, Meegos is a new toy you can plug into your MSN Messenger that I foresee will be all the rage with the young 'uns. 
Think those nicely drawn animated portraits at Yahoo Messenger but a more cutesy and customisable version.
An animated male or female Meego lets you play dress up, where you can pick tops, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111481806765331742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111481806765331742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/meegos-anyone-no-not-my-meegoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111476672841270745</id><published>2005-04-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T17:25:28.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a new blog. 

Gamers, game developers, busybodies - welcome!

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111476672841270745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111476672841270745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-have-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111467454283305652</id><published>2005-04-28T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T15:50:15.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FAT FINALLY WINS
A report by the Journal of American Medical Association states that overweight people actually live longer than normal-weight people.
Now ain't that news. In fact, doctors have now got to rethink what 'ideal weight' means. 
So the next time someone tries to sell you a gym membership with the whole 'lose weight gain life' pitch, you can tell them that they are outright liars. If </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111467454283305652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111467454283305652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/fat-is-good-report-by-journal-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111452109000036714</id><published>2005-04-26T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:11:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STARK REALISATION

I have never seen a Chinese serial which depicts inter-racial relationships. As its main plot OR something on the side. 
I have seen the trailer of a movie where a Chinese man married a gwailo lady (a true story) during WWII, but it's really shocking to realise that not even one Chinese serial show has within it a story or substory of an inter-racial relationship.
Is it because</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111452109000036714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111452109000036714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/stark-realisation-i-have-never-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111440569841034561</id><published>2005-04-25T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T10:56:50.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CAN THE REAL DOCTORS PLEASE STAND UP?It's happened again.A friend of mine, a patient of Damansara Women's Specialist Centre, was almost shoved into another C-section (this is her second pregnancy - her first was a pair of twins), had she not persevered against this dangerous trend towards elective surgery propogated by fear and driven by profit in private healthcare institutions.
Lia says she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111440569841034561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111440569841034561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/can-real-doctors-please-stand-up-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111423167777905428</id><published>2005-04-23T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T12:47:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DON'T SCRATCH THAT ITCH

The next time you are bored with your Windows Desktop and wanna change the theme, make sure your display engine isn't already screwed up by some idiotic program like StyleXP which you didn't pay for and hence, decides to show you what leftover code than do to your already messed up machine.
I did that and guess what? Classic Windows didn't work so good, turned my Windows </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111423167777905428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111423167777905428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/dont-scratch-that-itch-next-time-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111421741437314518</id><published>2005-04-23T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T17:14:02.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OF ALL THE INSUFFERABLE TWITS...

...I hate the know-it-all most. And I have a theory about these people, those who blatantly thrust themselves into the lead of the pack, mistaking knowledge for wisdom and are so competitive it makes you sick. 
One time, the family was invited to a pre-Christmas Sunday school party a few years ago, and there was this mother who forced her son on every one of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111421741437314518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111421741437314518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/of-all-insufferable-twits.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111389121430806226</id><published>2005-04-19T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T14:13:34.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JENN THE INFECTIOUS
Something else about me has become infectious besides my laughter. 
I've managed to infect my girls, my mother-in-law and my maid with a flu bug from God knows where. It's unbelievably virulent too, just one day and all of them kena. 
Now my poor baby girl of 6 months is coughing and crying because her dose is duck. I've had to use my mouth to suck the mucus out off and on. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111389121430806226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111389121430806226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/jenn-infectious-something-else-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111382597028367472</id><published>2005-04-18T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:16:36.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE ARE WHAT WE BLOG
Someone pinged me today and told me that some kind of blog war is going on - again. The last time it happened, I got embroiled. Wasn't pleasant in the least but came away a better person, and a better writer.Like the obedient penyebok I am, I went to visit the blogs involved. The topic at hand was about what a blogger should, or rather should not do in his/her blog. In the end</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111382597028367472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111382597028367472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/someone-pinged-me-today-and-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111379751917665774</id><published>2005-04-18T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:11:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is nothing sacred?! Check out this China ripoff of the PSP. Even comes with game discs!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111379751917665774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111379751917665774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-nothing-sacred-check-out-this-china.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111339990929256206</id><published>2005-04-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:06:11.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOUR GRAMMAR CHECKER ARE BELONG TO THE DUSTBIN

If you've ever depended on Microsoft Word's grammar checker, you may be in for some seriously fugged up news, because according to this article, "Microsoft Word Grammar Checker Are No Good, Scholar Conclude" - and that sentence cleared the checker.
Use American English sumorelah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111339990929256206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111339990929256206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-grammar-checker-are-belong-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111330352140800238</id><published>2005-04-12T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:58:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Every female writer's dream come true - a mail fan! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111330352140800238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111330352140800238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/every-female-writers-dream-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111326766107947957</id><published>2005-04-12T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:10:26.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE ARE ALL CHINESE LABOURERS 


"...unsalaried bloggers represent low-cost Chinese laborers, professional journalists the well-paid-with-benefits American workers...," says Slate's editor-at-large, Jack Shafer, in his article entitled "What Can Bloggers Do That Reporters Can't?"
What about bloggers who get paid (albeit very little) to blog?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111326766107947957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111326766107947957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/we-are-all-chinese-labourers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111326663652166735</id><published>2005-04-12T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:53:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT ABOUT LOVE, AND ALL THAT?

Following up on my blog at The Sun about whether marriage is still necessary in our century, check out author/researcher Jennifer Roback Morse's take on the function of this institution in a free society, and what she calls an 'organic marriage'. 
And yes, it's something you grow. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111326663652166735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111326663652166735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-about-love-and-all-that-following.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111286590624479989</id><published>2005-04-07T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T17:25:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MALAYSIANS BLOG. A LOT.

I spent the last 1.5 hours clicking on the "Next Blog" button on blogspot.com hosted blogs and guess what? I hit, oh, 50 blogs and about 15 of them, were Malaysian! Holy moly, ain't that something. About eight were Asian (a lot from Philippines and China), while the remainder were largely from the US (only three was in some European language I did not understand).
I'm not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111286590624479989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111286590624479989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/malaysians-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111285808509799319</id><published>2005-04-07T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T15:14:45.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LAG AND THE CITY
Was just fooling around, reading blogs today (who can do anything serious in all this lag - can someone tell me what the phrack is wrong(er) with Streamyx these days?!) when I came across Cathy from California's blog. This is one funny girl, friends. Very therapeutic especially when it's lagging so bad and you can't really go anywhere else but one blog every 15 minutes. 
Anyone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111285808509799319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111285808509799319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/lag-and-city-was-just-fooling-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111232159144146232</id><published>2005-04-01T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:13:11.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GUILTY DREAMS

Perhaps a manifestation of my guilty neglect of my older daughter with the arrival of little Skyler, I had a horrible nightmare yesterday.
I dreamt that for some reason, we've had to leave Raeven locked in her room in our house (which wasn't my present abode, dunno why) and - brace yourselves - cut off two of her fingers (yes! sob...), according to the wishes of some unknown force.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111232159144146232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111232159144146232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/04/guilty-dreams-perhaps-manifestation-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111216520495984116</id><published>2005-03-30T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T14:49:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TEN-YEAR OLD MASH POTATOES

Yesterday evening, I made my famous mash potatoes after a ten-year hiatus from the stuff.
Yes, ten years. Could not believe it myself. 
The great news is, Lokes loved it. Could not get enough of it. Told me to save some for today, but since I was too lazy to cook during lunch, I sapu-ed the remaining bowl of Jennifer Tai's Famous Mash Potatoes. 
To make YOUR </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111216520495984116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111216520495984116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/ten-year-old-mash-potatoes-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111205366741272130</id><published>2005-03-29T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T08:00:44.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Of ALL THE CRAPPY MISTAKES
One of the curses of technology is the need to save.
Save, save, save. That's what we've been trained to do the moment we threw out our typewriters and Kilometricos. Whether it's clicking on the little diskette icon, hitting CTRL-S or Apple-S, or even binding the save function to a handy F key - we know to save like the good, little over-caffeinated paranoids we all are</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111205366741272130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111205366741272130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/of-all-crappy-mistakes-one-of-curses.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111163596392505863</id><published>2005-03-24T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:46:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CYBER CAFE FINANCING: THE NEXT STEP?

It was reported in Philippines' IT Mattersthat a US firm is cashing in on the country's bludgeoning online gaming market. 

The Philly-based private equity firm will open a lending facility for Philippine internet cafés this year, to give loans to cafés that run Level Up! games Oz World and Ragnarok Online. 
Level Up! is a games publisher in the Philippines.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111163596392505863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111163596392505863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/cyber-cafe-financing-next-step-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111162214906438316</id><published>2005-03-24T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T07:59:48.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOODBYE IS THE HARDEST WORD


After four good years writing for MSN Women Malaysia, I will finally be saying farewell to my column today.


Yes, I am moving on, hopefully to better things. 


521 stories, about 2,000 emails and a little over four years - that's how long I've been jotting away there. How quickly time has passed by. 


Before I started the column proper (I was actually editing a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111162214906438316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111162214906438316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/goodbye-is-hardest-word-after-four.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-111078440680529700</id><published>2005-03-14T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T15:13:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG is Google down?
As of approx. 1508hrs today (Msia time), Google went down. The world is ending!!
More on this later...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111078440680529700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/111078440680529700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg-is-google-down-as-of-approx.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110965054219454804</id><published>2005-03-01T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:15:42.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raeven yesterday (she's 2 yrs 9 mths old now) in her school uniform. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110965054219454804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110965054219454804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/raeven-yesterday-shes-2-yrs-9-mths-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110965037150825366</id><published>2005-03-01T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:12:51.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raeven when she was born. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110965037150825366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110965037150825366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/raeven-when-she-was-born.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110964997013697091</id><published>2005-03-01T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:12:16.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AN IMPORTANT MILESTONE

My daughter Raeven began pre-school yesterday. As we led her to her class teacher, the first time we've ever left her with a stranger, I could not help feeling a little sad, that my baby girl is growing up so fast.
Seemed like just yesterday she'd learnt to say "Mommy". And we watched as she took her first steps. 
Distracted with all the colours and kids, Raeven went off </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110964997013697091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110964997013697091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/03/important-milestone-my-daughter-raeven.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110757070790282660</id><published>2005-02-05T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T10:39:07.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DID TORRENTS KILL ENTERPRISE?

I'm sure y'all have heard the bad news. Star Trek Enterprise has been cancelled after four seasons because the ratings had dipped to 2.9 million from 5.9 million viewers.
Now I've watched the prequel since its inception and found it to be entertaining, if not corny at times. While with the whole Xindi and temporal war kafuffle, where it just became tired, it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110757070790282660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110757070790282660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/02/did-torrents-kill-enterprise-im-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110680096076069176</id><published>2005-01-27T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:01:24.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GETTING TO KNOW MY HUSBAND


Every alternate Wednesday night, my husband and I have a date night, where we abandon our kids at home with their grandparents, and take in dinner or perhaps a movie or just hang out at a local mall.
You know, do all the couple things we used to do before we got married. 
This date night 'regulation' came after almost three years, two kids and one very big argument. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110680096076069176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110680096076069176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/getting-to-know-my-husband-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110658785931364294</id><published>2005-01-25T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:18:47.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MICASA PICASA


Ever wanted to sort out your gajillions of digital images but don't know how to use Photoshop or any of those new fangled thingamajigs?

Check out Google's FOC (and really spyware-free, ads-free, kinda free) picture management software called PICASA 2 which is only about 3MB in size to download.




It's pretty full featured for a free app, and more importantly, FUN, to use. 
When</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110658785931364294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110658785931364294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/micasa-picasa-ever-wanted-to-sort-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110658764888589539</id><published>2005-01-25T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:33:49.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raeven having an ice cream treat after Kidsports last weekend.
This was uploaded using Hello and was sorted using Picasa!/&gt;Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110658764888589539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110658764888589539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/raeven-having-ice-cream-treat-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110624941151398915</id><published>2005-01-21T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T03:40:06.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GAMES 'ON TAP' - A REAL SOLUTION TO PIRACY?


Had the opportunity to interview one Fadzly from TeckWah Online today and learnt a lot about where game development - and game distribution - is going in the future as far as Southeast Asia is concerned. 
Check out their Noribox offering, which I wrote about heretoday. It's a games 'on tap' delivery service that lets gamers play titles such as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110624941151398915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110624941151398915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/games-on-tap-real-solution-to-piracy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110562447987491981</id><published>2005-01-13T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:24:36.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOOK HONEY, STEVE SHRUNK THE MAC!

I'm not a Mac user but OMFG can you just take a look at this...
and this...
and THIS?!
All for US$499. 
Phrack the Honda Jazz. I'm putting my Google AdSen into this baby.

UPDATE (25 Jan 2005): Look at the many faces of the Mac Mini - people are using it as car stereo systems and media centres - and a desktop, of course!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110562447987491981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110562447987491981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/his-dad-must-have-read-to-him-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110561380405634926</id><published>2005-01-13T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T19:02:01.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NO CHEEKS FOR TODAY

I've been wearing a mask around the house yesterday and today. Bought like seven from an SS2 pharmacy for 50 sen each. Reason? I have a BAD flu and do not want to pass it to two-month old Skyler."Ha?" asked two-year old Raeven when she saw me making like Doctor Who yesterday. That's her way of asking a question. Short and sweet."Mommy's got a cold, baby," I told her.Which is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110561380405634926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110561380405634926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/one-after-another-ive-been-wearing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110542869372699588</id><published>2005-01-11T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T18:35:33.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LG PHONE PLAYS 3D GAMES

Check it out.
Having totally no thumb-finger coordination skills, I shouldn't be too excited, but I am. One wonders how they will handle input.
Ah well. Am waiting for the DS (US version) to restock. Heard they're selling the Japanese version in Imbi. Crazy Friend got one but can't read the damned thing. 
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110542869372699588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110542869372699588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/lg-phone-plays-3d-games-check-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110540410759805097</id><published>2005-01-11T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T08:44:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the heels of the skirmish men foolishly called the war to end all wars
the dark one sought to elude his destinyand live as a mortal

so he fled across the ocean
to an empire called America
but by his mere presence
a cancer corrupted the spirit of the land
people were rendered mute
and fools who spoke many words but said nothing

for whom oppression and cowardice were virtues
and freedom 
an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110540410759805097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110540410759805097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/on-heels-of-skirmish-men-foolishly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110532945924855547</id><published>2005-01-10T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T12:04:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HITTING PAYDIRT WITH GOOGLE ADSENSE

I've been on Google's Adsense for a little over a year now and guess what? I've earned *drumroll*...US$6.10!
That's about RM23.49, thank you very much. Check it out and weep!

Time to go book that Honda Jazz...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110532945924855547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110532945924855547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/hitting-paydirt-with-google-adsense.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110531981910944690</id><published>2005-01-10T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T11:14:13.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PHOTO MADNESS


The problem with having a camera these days - and by that, I mean a digital camera - is the sheer number of photos one takes.
Every once in a while, when I get in the mood, I will TRY and sift through the GIGAbytes of photos my husband and I have taken (most of which are of my daughter Raeven). We have three cameras between us, not including two camera phones, so you can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110531981910944690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110531981910944690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/photo-madness-problem-with-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110508298381372722</id><published>2005-01-07T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T15:43:15.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An almost lesbian experience

Yesterday was perhaps the closest I got to a lesbian experience.
After a few days of looking around, I finally found a place to go get a rub down as recommended by my doctor. 
One of those residences-turned-commercial properties in Bangsar, Cafe Jamu is located at the corner just opposite Bangsar Village. It's owned by an Indonesian lady, who looks great despite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110508298381372722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110508298381372722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/almost-lesbian-experience-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110467313039450816</id><published>2005-01-02T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T21:38:50.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New year, new look
I've decided to give this blog a revamp since it's the new year and all. Notice that the comments engine is now Blogger's resident one, so I must apologise that all of the Haloscan ones have now been effectively wiped out. Well, nothing like a clean slate, right? That's one of my 2005 resolutions: to be more tidy with my things :)
So what other resolutions are up? Well, to lose</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110467313039450816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110467313039450816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-look-ive-decided-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110463500257489512</id><published>2005-01-02T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T12:25:48.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Broken sleep

Wow. It's been almost three years since Lokes and I went through the whole midnight feeding thing. And now it's back again.
The "Ha, three hours already meh?!"
The "It's your turn!"
The smell of mustard poo wafting around at 3am in the morning because you were too lazy to throw it out at 1am
The wet, gurgling sounds waking you up because your spouse fell asleep with one hand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110463500257489512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110463500257489512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2005/01/broken-sleep-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110423136696157596</id><published>2004-12-28T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T18:59:20.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eating with hands

There is something intrinsicly Malaysian about enjoying food with our hands. From banana leaf rice to nasi kerabu to nasi durian to putu mayam, eating with hands is what I believe distinguishes Malaysians from the rest of the world.
Nowhere else can you find people of so many different races in one place, partaking in cuisines from different cultures that can only be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110423136696157596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110423136696157596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/eating-with-hands-there-is-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110333225022091930</id><published>2004-12-18T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T09:16:23.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eskimo Sky
No, this isn't the title of another Terry Pratchett bestseller. It's just a series of pictures of my second baby daughter Skyler,1.5 months old, all swaddled up. 
Yesterday night, the nurses finally allowed me to try nursing her. Suffice to say, her little mouth was too small for my gargantuan neeps and after a while, she was in danger of drowning :P. 
Sigh. Anyway, enjoy. She's so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110333225022091930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110333225022091930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/eskimo-sky-no-this-isnt-title-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110333084144953340</id><published>2004-12-18T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T08:47:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To drive is freedom

Did I tell you that at 31 years old, I finally got my driving licence (my mother-in-law and her sisters think it's the stress of taking a driving exam that pushed me into early labour!)? 
For the last 1.5 months, I've been driving The Hubby's wheels around and in exchange, he's been taking the LRT to work (his office is in KLCC) and legging it. I must take back all my words </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110333084144953340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110333084144953340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/to-drive-is-freedom-did-i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110325242644585955</id><published>2004-12-17T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T11:00:26.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Out of the incubator and into my arms
This morning when I stepped into the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit where my second daughter Skyler has been staying the last 40+ days, to my utmost delight, the nurses and doctors had deemed her fit enough to be removed from the incubator and into a normal cot. For the first time in over a month since I gave birth to her, I held Sky. Swaddled in two blankets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110325242644585955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110325242644585955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/out-of-incubator-and-into-my-arms-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110316707668568566</id><published>2004-12-16T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T11:17:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My first party after 3.5 years!

Yesterday, along with a few lui paos (Cantonese slang for girl friends), I went for my first club outing after a three-year hiatus from the scene, and for the grand re-opening, I went to the opening of Cream in Renaissance Hotel. 
Purveyed by the owners of the ex-Viva, Cream looks a lot like its Eastin predecessor. For someone who's not clubbed in a while, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110316707668568566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110316707668568566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-first-party-after-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110300590015464514</id><published>2004-12-14T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:57:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parents: Love 'em, hate 'em, you just can't get 'em to shut up

When I got married three years ago, one aspect of my life changed dramatically: my mother stopped her incessant hounding at me to lose weight, to watch what I eat, because apparently, my social life was on a slippery slope, descending straight into hell due to my increasing bulges.
And then I met Lokes. Two years later, we tied the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110300590015464514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110300590015464514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/parents-love-em-hate-em-you-just-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110286886199380599</id><published>2004-12-13T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:42:49.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone, meet Skyler Tan

Finally, I've drudged up enough courage and energy to blog about this.
Everyone, I'd like you to meet the latest addition to my little family, Skyler Tan Hui Ern, born 5/11/04 at 29 weeks 6 days, three months premature.

So yes, the reason I haven't had the time to sit down and write a proper paragraph, much less a few these days, is because I've been busy worrying sick</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110286886199380599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110286886199380599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/12/everyone-meet-skyler-tan-finally-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-110178982386060050</id><published>2004-11-30T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T12:45:55.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Before the beginning
After the great war between heaven and hell
God created the earth
and gave dominion over it to the crafty ape he called Man

To each generation, was born a creature of light
and a creature of darkness
And great armies clashed by night in the ancient war between good and evil

There was magic then
Nobility
And unimaginable cruelty
And so it was, until the day that a false sun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110178982386060050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/110178982386060050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/11/before-beginning-after-great-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-109877826504356131</id><published>2004-10-26T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T16:19:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which is worse?

Yesterday night, while tucking my little girl in bed, my husband and I got into a debate about the governance and the unethical undercurrents of how some technology companies seem to be doing business.
It was a simplistic argument, and a general one at best, but it was interesting.
Now which is worse - Selling seemingly stable software that is next to impossible to use without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109877826504356131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109877826504356131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/10/which-is-worse-yesterday-night-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-109712926245463189</id><published>2004-10-07T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T14:11:45.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Useful stuff

Who says reading the papers (and seemingly unimportant emails) these days is useless? 

Today's NST (tabloid version) Page 2 held a report that employers should NOT pay for runaway maids. Damn straight! It seems that this levy is not imposed by government so the money is actually being pocketed by your agent, even if it's not your fault!
Also, your agent has the obligation to supply</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109712926245463189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109712926245463189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/10/useful-stuff-who-says-reading-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-109676562756825685</id><published>2004-10-03T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T17:44:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dreamcashing: Weaving a web of paranoia and greed


Last week, an old friend of mine asked me if I was interested in a 'business opportunity'.
If I was given five sen for every time I've been propositioned with this phrase, I'd have two ringgit and 35 sen today after 14 years of having stumbled across such individuals from Network 21, Quixtar (never knew how to spell that properly) et al. These </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109676562756825685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109676562756825685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/10/dreamcashing-weaving-web-of-paranoia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-109664271289932096</id><published>2004-10-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T08:56:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogging and Writing: Different and yet the same

Recently, the topic of the similarities and differences of writing professionally and blogging came up again. 
Traditionally, the media (should) be responsible for what they put out merely because they are voicing information, opinions, facts and research out to an 

impressionable public. Journalists were used to inform. Today, they are also used</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109664271289932096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109664271289932096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/10/blogging-and-writing-different-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-109115400989407292</id><published>2004-07-30T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T10:23:06.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINALLY, A WORD

Yes, yes. It's been months. What can I say? Blogging is writing and I do enough of that everyday.
Nevertheless, I found some time to update our family photosite. Have a look.
The darndest happened yesterday. I reprimanded Raeven for not taking her shoes off when she came home. She was defiant and just bawled. I gave her a few whacks on her behind and she cried louder. And then u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109115400989407292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/109115400989407292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/07/finally-word-yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107993997737138740</id><published>2004-03-22T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T15:26:32.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SACRIFICES!Posting spotted at www.lowyat.net forums when I posted a link to my news report in gameaxis.com re RO going P2P:

"I remove wa lai toi from my astro subscription so i can move the money to pay for ro. Every night come home play ro no time to watch tv anyway." - Yushin

ROTFLMAO!!
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107993997737138740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107993997737138740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/03/sacrificesposting-spotted-at-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107944217839745904</id><published>2004-03-16T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T21:05:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BFV REVIEWED!

Just did the review of the all-new Battlefield Vietnam for www.gameaxis.com. Check it out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107944217839745904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107944217839745904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/03/bfv-reviewed-just-did-review-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107922811885561127</id><published>2004-03-14T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T12:06:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EYE CANDY ON ICE!


My ATI RADEON 9700 card died yesterday just when I needed it most. With a wedding to go to and an assignment due tomorrow, Lokes and I rushed and gave a call to my lifesaver, Ah Boy from C-ZONE in Low Yat, and got ourselves a HIS Exalibur IceQ 9800PRO for RM1250!




(more pics and review HERE)

Throughout the dinner, I was fidgety because I could not wait to go home and plug </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107922811885561127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107922811885561127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/03/eye-candy-on-ice-my-ati-radeon-9700.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107907376069375838</id><published>2004-03-12T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T14:44:58.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TALK DIRTY TO ME

This week, I wrote a story on whether men should make noise when they have sex in my 'infamous' MSN Women column. I had not touched on sex for a couple of months now and thought I'd spice it up this week for fun. 
Yesterday, some guy emailed me and asked for my MSN ID, telling me he was a fan. Big-headed as I was, I thought he was referring to my also being a games reviewer, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107907376069375838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107907376069375838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/03/talk-dirty-to-me-this-week-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107871354002639571</id><published>2004-03-08T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T10:41:13.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FIRST WEEK BACK IN PRINT

Last week was my first back in the print publication business. Yes, I am back in the business, as editor of the to-be-published GameAxis Unwired Malaysia. 
On Friday, I almost had an anxiety attack looking at the pages and pages to fill. It's been five years since I've done this. Ambivalence assails me.
I finally have the job I've always dreamt of and I'm having cold </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107871354002639571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107871354002639571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/03/first-week-back-in-print-last-week-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107759359847358531</id><published>2004-02-24T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T11:35:55.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CUTTING OFF YOUR NOSE TO SPITE YOUR FACE
Recently, I was helping a friend manage the registration process of a regional IT conference in Palace of the Golden Horses. This event had about 600-800 attendees. Suffice to say, some of us had to work to wee hours of the morning to get the preparation done together with the event organisers.

You'd think that for an event of this type and size, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107759359847358531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107759359847358531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/02/cutting-off-your-nose-to-spite-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107732624710912928</id><published>2004-02-21T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T09:19:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE LONG GOODBYE

Have you ever been in a situation where you bump into a work acquaintance or even an old friend in, say, a supermarket, and after the perfunctory greetings, you say your goodbyes but because both of you are shopping in the same place, you keep walking into each other? And then you either find something to talk about each time or you just smile awkwardly or worse, even try to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107732624710912928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107732624710912928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/02/long-goodbye-have-you-ever-been-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107464920204824735</id><published>2004-01-21T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T09:47:27.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUNNY QUOTES

Comment from my hubby, watching Beyonce's Me, Myself and I music video:

"This woman like whole life never naked in front of a TV before."
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107464920204824735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107464920204824735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/funny-quotes-comment-from-my-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107441585988071914</id><published>2004-01-18T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T16:52:23.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not dead, I'm just lazy. 

Won't blog until I clear my backlog!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107441585988071914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107441585988071914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-not-dead-im-just-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107378090721797689</id><published>2004-01-11T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T08:40:51.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ENVIRONMENTAL RETRIBUTION

I've always had a distaste for what my own race calls 'delicacies'. 
As my father once put it, "We Chinese will eat anything that moves and call it essential for good health - even if it kills us." 
If a century later everything's been hunted, skinned, sauteed/stewed and eaten, I am not surprised that we will turn cannibalistic, hunting and chopping off the ears or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107378090721797689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107378090721797689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/environmental-retribution-ive-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107370874738102429</id><published>2004-01-10T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T12:27:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VOLKSWAGEN 'S NEXT CAR: THE WARTHOG??
For those who play console/PC games, you'd find this piece of news shocking indeed. It seems that Volkswagen has come up with the 'Concept T', shown at the recent North American International Auto Show in Detroit, and it looks like the - tada - Warthog from Microsoft's game Halo!
That's right! Check out the similarities!

Source: Gamespy's Fargo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107370874738102429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107370874738102429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/volkswagen-s-next-car-warthog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107370145620051772</id><published>2004-01-10T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T10:47:02.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FULL CIRCLE
Yesterday, I spent the evening with my childhood friends. These are guys whom I went through 'frozen wave' fringes, pink tights, 'high-cut' Reebok sneakers with silver trimmings, house parties and 'slow dances' with. 14 years later, here we were. sitting at Long Black, sipping coffee, giggling about old times. 
There's the cigarette-toting LL, a newly appointed Account Executive in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107370145620051772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107370145620051772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/full-circle-yesterday-i-spent-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107339037353426898</id><published>2004-01-06T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T20:05:56.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TO MOOT IS MOOT. LET'S MOOT!
I'm sure there are more confusing words in the English language, but the word 'moot' is, wthout a doubt, one of them. 
Having read law, 'moot' was first introduced to me as 'pretend', as in a 'moot court', where we as legal students fought out cases in a pretend court setting to train themselves to be future barristers. 
As a journalist later, the word 'moot' then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107339037353426898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107339037353426898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/to-moot-is-moot.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107337519265580813</id><published>2004-01-06T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T15:47:44.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IP/MPLS, CPE-based IP VPNs and VPLS

It is not funny having to digest mountains of technical white papers and ppt handouts and competitive analyses just to come up with a press release that the general business press can understand. 
This dabbling in the 'dark side' is becoming tedious. How do you do it, See Ming?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107337519265580813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107337519265580813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/ipmpls-cpe-based-ip-vpns-and-vpls-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107320479437708885</id><published>2004-01-04T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T16:36:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW LOOK

Since it's the new year, I did a little spring cleaning and redecorating with the site. The fella in red you see on the left here is from a wallpaper downloadable from Bioware's official Neverwinter Nights website. I'm actually almost at the end of my third replay of the game, trying to level my character up nicely for the game's latest expansion, "Hordes of the Underdark". You'll see</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107320479437708885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107320479437708885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/new-look-since-its-new-year-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107319319961672378</id><published>2004-01-04T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T13:15:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COOL TECH GADGETS - THESTAR'S OWN TECH TV-STYLE NET SHOW!
I just noticed this! 

Check out Intech journos Ravind and Kit (who looks like Flyguy from afar - anyone else agree with me??) in The Star Online's new Cool Tech Gadgets show. Quite well filmed and the boys are all very pro, man! *swoon*
Check it out at here (look under the nav bar). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107319319961672378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107319319961672378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/cool-tech-gadgets-thestars-own-tech-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107303895642211668</id><published>2004-01-02T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T19:14:33.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STAR WARS + BATTLFIELD 1942 = SEX + SUPERMODELS!

At the risk of sounding borderline lesbian, I must make this announcement - thanks to Gamespy. Lucasarts is coming up with Star Wars: Battlefront, an XBOX game promises to play like 'Star Wars meets Battlefield 1942'. 
In Fargo's (Gamespy's man about town) own words, "that's like combining sex with supermodels". Here's the skinny (pun intended).
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107303895642211668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107303895642211668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/star-wars-battlfield-1942-sex.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107295218396609187</id><published>2004-01-01T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T19:13:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE SMOOTH JOURNEY PER YEAR

Today, the husband and I took our little girl to Bangsar Shopping Complex for some grocery shopping. Two miracles happened on the way there: there was no jam on Jln Maarof and although we had to queue a while to get parking, we got one really sweet spot right outside the main lifts (as opposed to the teeny ones which go up only to the ground floor). Since Lokes was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107295218396609187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107295218396609187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2004/01/one-smooth-journey-per-year-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107275460711734817</id><published>2003-12-30T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T16:00:55.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DEATH OF A DIVA
This year seems to be a black one. And while we have the luxury of summarising our 2003, others will have to summarise the lives of those they love.
This morning, canto pop diva Anita Mui fought the good fight with cervical cancer, and lost. She was 40. You can read all about it at thestar. 
And who does not know that canto pop king Leslie Cheung, one of Anita's closest friends, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107275460711734817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107275460711734817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/death-of-diva-this-year-seems-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107268288419294039</id><published>2003-12-29T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T10:06:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CAN YOU SUM UP YOUR 2003 IN 20 WORDS?

As a writer, I find it hardest to say the most with the least words possible, which is why a copywriter's job is mostly a thankless one (and one I suck at, naturally). 
I had been tasked once or twice to reduce inch-thick technical manuals and financial reports into clever two-minute speeches, for which I get none of the glory (even when the applause is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107268288419294039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107268288419294039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/can-you-sum-up-your-2003-in-20-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107262606684308836</id><published>2003-12-28T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T23:52:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HUMBLED BY A CALL GIRL
Guardian.co.uk named its best written blog to be that of a London call girl's, named Belle de Jour. I am humbled for I can't even spell 'Jour'. 
The word 'sane' comes floating up when reading her blog. She seems to have her feet firmly on the ground, which I think allows her wit (and a great measure of class) to shine through even when talking about what she does - or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107262606684308836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107262606684308836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/humbled-by-call-girl-guardian.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107262287118116721</id><published>2003-12-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T00:10:31.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAY HELLO TO MY BLOGBUDDY
Am blogging this with Blogbuddy.com.
this cute little blogging software that sits on your tray - say goodbye to lengthy loading times at blogger.com!

In other news, visited Low Yat today to buy our new DVD writer. Got an ASUS one (4x *cough*). Ah Boy from Compuzone says is the same as the Philips one coz the latter actually manufactures for the former. Set us back about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107262287118116721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107262287118116721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/say-hello-to-my-blogbuddy-am-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107245731950148835</id><published>2003-12-27T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T00:49:40.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW PIX UP AT LOKESANDJENN.COM

Have revamped our family website to be just an online photo album. Have a look!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107245731950148835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107245731950148835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/new-pix-up-at-lokesandjenn.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107245696470882454</id><published>2003-12-27T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T00:43:45.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107245696470882454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107245696470882454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5493210.post-107245591541406513</id><published>2003-12-27T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T00:26:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANOTHER FUNNY GOOGLE POSTING

I never noticed this before. Did you?


Who can help lovin' these guys!?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107245591541406513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5493210/posts/default/107245591541406513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennemede.blogspot.com/2003/12/another-funny-google-posting-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://theimperfectmom.com/imgs/jenncam.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
