Was Not Planning On Sighing Today, BUT

The washing machine has died. It's just sitting there. It accepts water and it clicks, but nothing sloshes or whirrs and the cycle advances with nothing happening re:actual cleansing, until it clicks off

I have no clean underwear.


To remind you, the HiFi Amplifier is in for repairs as well. Yesterday morning I took it out to Woodlands to the Denon repair centre (the one in Kellang Rd, I couldn't raise). And I'm thinking, Jesus, are we still in Singapore? My Manichean god that is one distant place!

Without the amp I have to use the TV speakers, and they don't seperate the voice from background noise well and so it's really hard to listen to sport commentary or watch loud movies.


Lying by the pool is very low tech, it works so long as it doesn't.... oh shit... rain.




(p.s. you can tell by the amount of blogging recently that I am home in Singapore with nothing to do except whinge. Plenty to whinge about too.)


Posted by: expat@large on Jun 05, 08 | 12:26 pm | Profile


Whats with all the negative waves Moriarity?

Posted by: Indiana on Jun 05, 08 | 1:18 pm

I'll admit that a few whinging posts below, I was tempted to tell you to put your big boy underpants on and get on with life. That's problematic when you haven't any clean! Maybe you should take up wearing womens apparel?

Posted by: dagg on Jun 05, 08 | 1:24 pm

Indy: don't ask me, ask Karma.

Dagg: purely for their low rash factor...

I'm trying to get on with it, but all I'm getting is roadblocks!

p.s. I got the Indian woman today when I went back to the High Commission to hand in my old passport. She is one unfeeling, uncaring and, it turns out, incompetent cow. She probably thinks she is efficient - however when she showed me some instructions about claiming back for the Lost Passport fine, she read them, pointing out to me that I had to post my letter to Australia, and so I said - "And if you read the next paragraph...?" where it stated 'If you are overseas send the letter to your local Embassy or High Commission.' She didn't apologise, didn't make any gesture of recognition of her mistake, but just put her hand out for the letter and I hd to slip it into the tray for her. Even the lady waiting at the counter next to me rolled her eyes...


Ah the suns out! Pool time!

Posted by: expat@large on Jun 05, 08 | 3:04 pm

Or it could just be pre-birthday blues?

Posted by: expat@large on Jun 05, 08 | 5:12 pm

clean the filter and the washing machine will start working again. Cmon activity trumps reflection every time.

Posted by: steviefboy on Jun 05, 08 | 7:17 pm

Stevie: no such simple solution in E@LGHQ.. the bearings had seized and snapped the belt. Out with the old in with the new, delivery tomorrow lunchtime. Now to tell the landlord he owes my $410 bucks!

Posted by: expat@large on Jun 05, 08 | 8:06 pm

You aren't supposed to mix concrete in them.

Posted by: steviefboy on Jun 05, 08 | 8:17 pm

Ah-so, didn't read the instructions!

Posted by: expat@large on Jun 05, 08 | 8:40 pm

No excuses left now E@L. It's novel time! Yeah baby!!!! Think positive!!! The world is waiting... go for it!!!!

Posted by: Dick on Jun 05, 08 | 10:12 pm

The world, consisting of you 7 or 8 readers, will have to wait just a bit, I have a nice (delicious actually) bottle of red going.

There are rumblings outside my window too - the thunder of the muses?

Posted by: expat@large on Jun 05, 08 | 10:36 pm


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