Himbos need not apply

Another himbo moment.

If I haven’t mentioned, I got a portable DVD player as my anniversary gift. I use it every day to watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S to and from work. Almost two months later, the screen was a complete black when I turned it on one fine morning in the bus. On the screen were only the letters AV on the top left – not what I’ve been used to seeing. In short, the player couldn’t play. This was five days ago.

Last night, I finally checked on the player again. I looked around for its buttons and tried every one but nothing happened. Then I saw this switch from AV in to AV out. I pushed it from “IN” to “OUT”. Viola! There it was – the familiar blue screen staring right back at me. I went to bed oozing with endorphins from laughing at myself.

In another not so himbo moment, I watched P.S. I Love You over the weekend. Another sucker for romantic comedy moment. I took down this quote from Gerry who died (it’s not a spoiler). He said, “It’s an honour to grow old with someone who doesn’t drive you to commit murder.” Nice. Apart from that, I feel exactly the same way about death. Like when my granddad passed on two years ago, it was the transition period that killed me. The change was the trigger for pain, but it was getting used to the pain and experiencing the full-blown effects of it that kill. Same with me dealing with Ishi.

Overall the show was a sob experience right from the start. I’m glad I didn’t watch Ah Long over this. But I do feel bad for ending my gal’s weekend on such a sobby note. Not quite smart ah… :)