Smörgåsbord

Plan Update
Wednesday
Morning
1. Cast and cure the mould in the morning.
2. Demould after tea break.
Afternoon
3. Cast one layer in the afternoon to determine if the mould is good.
4. Try to find some way to get the outlet holes and a way to bond the inlet to the rest of the layers.

Status
1-3. The mould is working fine. The one layer made with the mould turned out well. But...
4. I've changed the design of the chip... The mould I made, while not totally useless, is now redundant and will not be used. I'll be starting from scratch. I still haven't figured out how to get the outlets produced though. Dang...

Two steps back. At least I know what to do (mostly) now, so hopefully I'll be able to make things move faster. I can only hope the pieces of shit will pick up tomorrow.


Stress and Hair
As friends know, whenever I'm stressed or unhappy, I'll make a drastic change. Usually it'll be to the hairdresser and I'll get a different cut or to dye my hair. I'll be doing something similar now. I just made an appointment with a salon here for Tuesday. Just as well though. I haven't had my hair cut since I came, which makes it about two and one-half months since my last visit to the salon. I totally hate the length of my hair. This is the longest I have my hair in my entire life. Totally unmanageable. Hate that.

However, I won't be colouring my hair this time. It'll just be a cut and wash. Pure and simple. I hope they do it well. Even my regular hairdresser is of the opinion that the stylists in Europe, America and Australia (basically in places where Asians are the minority) are unable to cut Asian hair well. Fingers crossed. I picked that salon purely because they are using the same brand of hair products as mine back home; Redken. Must be an ok place, otherwise they won't be using that.

Coincidently, when I'm stressed, I break out. Yes, I know how stressed I am by the number of pimples that appear.


Stress and Shopping
I may get something this weekend. Some retail therapy always helps in dealing with stress. While it's not going to be a shopping spree, but an iPod Nano seems like a good idea right now. We'll see.

Music, especially playing it (No wiseguys, not on the radio or some mp3, but physically playing it.), helps too. Too bad I don't have my instruments with me. Tapping my fingers on the table doesn't help a toot.


Dinner Party
The farewell dinner for Zairis went well. I made some pasta and one simple dish of meatballs and cheese. Not everyone on the corridor turned up, but those who did are basically friends of the guest-of-honour. Dinner was pizza (Felix), salad (Ludwig), roast chicken (Vera), and those who didn't prepare anything, brought ice cream and stuff. Chips, drinks (non-alcoholic), beer and wine flowed like water. All in all, dinner was good. Not excellent, but good and totally filling. I'm glad I decided not to attend the other party. I'm sure I wouldn't have had as good a time there.

Do you think I can find Yakult or Vitagen here? I can't find any, but I distinctly saw a Swedish sports team on TV wearing jackets with Yakult's logo on them. I need something for digestion.

I'm getting hooked to the Coca-Cola here. I don't know why, but I've been drinking a cup everyday for the past two weeks. Do you think they still have cocaine in it? I doubt so, but why am I addicted?


Food
Can someone tell my why Swedish meatballs taste so good, even without sauces over them? I just can't help comparing them with our meatballs. They are miles apart, and truth be told, one belongs in heaven, the other in hell.

Just like those orgasmic chocolate cream puffs from Japan that CS used to give me whenever his ex-girlfriend flew to Japan. Ooo... I miss them so much now. And when you comapre them to the store-bought frozen cream puffs... No other chocolate cream puffs I tasted come close to the ONE from Japan.


Sleep
Perhaps it's the coke I drink that's keeping me awake. I'm in serious need for some good, solid sleep.


To a stress-free talk with Boss tomorrow. To good results at work. Cheers!

*hic*

*burp*