Save Fuel PSA

I've always wanted to write this up...

Remember the PSA where the girl comes out late and the BF had to wait in the car? Goes something like this-

G: Sorry I'm late.
B: It's OK, I only had to wait 10 minutes.
G: (silly giggle) (breathless voice) OK. Where are we going? I'm staarving...
B: (In disgruntled, bored, I'm so going to break up with you voice) To the petrol station. I've run out of gas.

My reaction has always been: - DUDE! Get a bloody new car!

If a mere 10 minutes wait made you run out of gas, it only means
a) you were almost empty to begin with (just before a date? seriously) or
b) your car's a freaking gas guzzler and deserves to be thrown to the wolves. Oh wait. No, don't. It might kill the wolves.

It kind of illustrates the need to switch off your engine instead of idling, but seriously, ten minutes and you're low? Get a new car!! Even my jalopy doesn't consume as much.

There. It's off my chest now. :D

Making Scents

Maybe some people are anosmic, but scents definitely matter to me. It bothers me if someone doesn't smell of anything, or like moth balls! Eek, dude, put on some cologne boleh tak? While some people hate the normal scents of healthy humans, I see no problem with people giving off some pheromones as long as they don't stink of unwashed sweat or reek of cloying oils. Have a sweet smelling week, everyone :P

What up, doc?

Seems like a really long time since I blogged. Many things have happened, which I'm really happy about, but just doesn't feel right to publish online. But I guess I could tell people that I'm back in the conservation line, covering for Loretta's departure from MYCAT. Hers are big shoes to fill, so I hope I don't disappoint the lovely people on my team. Being back in Taman SEA feels like coming home again, bumping into old friends every other day. I feel so alive! Can't believe it's been 6 years since I left WWF.

Then last weekend I joined a bunch of MNS guys to Taman Negara Pahang, just to go mucking about in the forest. It was so good to reconnect to mother earth (despite what Hymeir said :-P). Even birding was forgotten as I redirected my attention to identifying the footprints we encountered. And the decision to go river trekking back to the camp was a really good call. It so reminded me of my uni days, except that now I had a pair of reasonably good boots to protect my feet. Didn't think they would last, but my Bata Outdoor boots held up surprisingly well. Afterwards had to light a wood fire since I didn't have time to buy gas for my burner. Not so easy since everything was damp and the smoky fire blackened up my mess tins pretty darn quick! Messy mess tins. Hrmph. Lucky I didn't have to drive home as I had a full day of cleaning up to do afterwards.

There was also the MNS 70th Anniversary Royal Dinner I attended the following night. More old friends, some of whom I haven't seen for years. Was nice to see my Tai Kor and fellow ex-Selangor Committee members.

Back at work, it was a relatively peaceful week, with just enough work to keep me moving without being overwhelmingly busy. And now, at the end of the day, am looking forward to partying with my darling sistas and attending Jai & Asma's wedding.

Life is good. Alhamdulillah :-)