<?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-5162966</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:01:11.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AsianPersuasion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-7121363746069358770</id><published>2007-04-13T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:55:46.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/7121363746069358770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/7121363746069358770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2007_04_08_archive.html#7121363746069358770' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-115779087133387356</id><published>2006-09-09T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:34:31.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Invisible and ExcludedThe musty stench of urine and filth enveloped me as I entered the stairwell.  I proceeded to ascend the first flight of stairs.  The cameraman and producer were less than a few inches in front of me, but all I could make out was an endless sea of black.  With only a rusty banister to my left and dirt covered steps to guide my way through. My feet gingerly climbed up what</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/115779087133387356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/115779087133387356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2006_09_03_archive.html#115779087133387356' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-115269611724709724</id><published>2006-07-12T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T03:57:32.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little Black BookHey... so I haven't written in like a million years.  Cool.  This is a photo of me and my friend sharon out on the town at JUICE's 4th birthday party.  I had a ton of fun... but I must say... it was a pretty L-A-M-E birthday bash for a magazine that is meant to be for K.L.'s most kewl.  Ruums is a dingy club with super high celings, which gives it a really unfriendly, cold feel..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/115269611724709724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/115269611724709724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2006_07_09_archive.html#115269611724709724' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-114477923849224859</id><published>2006-04-11T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:13:58.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who do you think you are!I’ve had client after client from HELL and it’s just doing my head in.  Their demands, their ridiculousness, selfishness and on top of it all, their complete and utter incompetence … absolutely blows my mind.  Only people in the media industry can understand what I’m talking about here…unless there are idiots in every industry?  I would LOVE to go into detail… but, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/114477923849224859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/114477923849224859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2006_04_09_archive.html#114477923849224859' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-113904693792112858</id><published>2006-02-04T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T04:03:55.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNICEF Correspondent REPORTSTo my delight, I stumbled upon a recent UNICEF video report I did last a month …it made it on the official website! YAY!To view my video, just click on the site below, and then look over on the right side of the page where it says:2 February 2006: UNICEF correspondent reportson the UNICEF Malaysia AIDS Youth Roundtable.Low High bandwidth(Real player)Check out the video</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/113904693792112858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/113904693792112858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2006_01_29_archive.html#113904693792112858' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-113112770362427648</id><published>2005-11-04T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:08:23.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting back to My RootsWe just came back from Borneo a week ago. What a beautiful place Sarawak is. It was our very first shoot in Sarawak...and our first BIG documentary job. We were very excited.The photo to the left is of three Iban women returning home from searching for praws and river snails in a small river off the Rejang.This  photo below I took of my handsome cameraman. I was at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/113112770362427648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/113112770362427648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_10_30_archive.html#113112770362427648' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-112870337047003964</id><published>2005-10-07T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:27:29.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birthday PhotosYour MajestyLet’s see… I’ve been doing A LOT of work …and recently I just did work on a TV show. I really enjoyed that experience. I was ALMOST in total charge of the set. Of course there is someone called, The Producer…who is above me…but other than that, I was pretty much in charge of the set around me. Pretty interesting experience. I felt like a complete Nazi. I had to keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/112870337047003964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/112870337047003964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112870337047003964' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-112254980869296523</id><published>2005-07-28T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T04:23:28.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was hired to produce a video of Mr.s Blair's official visit to Kuala Lumpur.  The Sultan of Perak was her host, and his daughter was the one who hired me.For five long days, Yazid and I were shooting Mrs. Blair's official visit here in Malaysia and I was watching all the VIPs getting to shake her hand and meet her.  There were people taking photographs with her and talking with her... and I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/112254980869296523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/112254980869296523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_07_24_archive.html#112254980869296523' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-112012539005343419</id><published>2005-06-30T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T02:56:30.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Much for Sausage...This was written by Andy Rooney from CBS, The 60 Minutes show.( This is for all the girls out there who are afraid of turning 30! )Andy Rooney says:As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.If a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/112012539005343419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/112012539005343419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_06_26_archive.html#112012539005343419' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111918770797599611</id><published>2005-06-19T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:28:27.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DRUGS, HIV/AIDS and A BeachI just arrived back from a three day shoot in P.D.  Although we were put up in a 4 star hotel, and had a room facing the beach, we had very little time to sit and take in the beautiful scenery…I was wonderful though.  I’ve never actually stayed in a hotel room literally facing the water…only a few meters away…I could even see the sun setting on the water from my balcony</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111918770797599611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111918770797599611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_06_19_archive.html#111918770797599611' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111769551150073857</id><published>2005-06-01T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:58:31.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Falling ShortWent to watch Aandal with my friend last night…wow…that was a badly directed film.  It’s not like I even had high expectations.  I knew it was an independent movie when I went but it was my friend’s lecturer at FINAS for God sake, so I thought, “Hey, surely this film has GOT to be watchable…”  Plus, it was even based on a horrific true story about a poor woman who grew up on an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111769551150073857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111769551150073857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_05_29_archive.html#111769551150073857' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111635131093296256</id><published>2005-05-17T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T10:35:10.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much has happened since my last blog...I've gone to Oz to visit momI've started my new projectI've gotten sun burntIt's exhausting working freelance half the time...having to juggle more than one commitment at a time is a fairly arduous task, especially big commitments.I'm bushed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111635131093296256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111635131093296256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_archive.html#111635131093296256' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111349662105897365</id><published>2005-04-14T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:37:01.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Culture vs. Ignorance...does one support the other?I really miss having a pet.  Giving Sam and Chelsea (my mom’s doggies) to her friend was a pretty heart wrenching experience for me.  Until this day, I can’t quite bring myself to go and visit.  First of all because I don’t like my mom’s friend Ms. K… she’s the kind of person who will take advantage of people to get what she wants…that kind of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111349662105897365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111349662105897365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_04_10_archive.html#111349662105897365' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111306200475500313</id><published>2005-04-09T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T08:53:24.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guilty PleasuresThey say; the way to a man’s heart, is through his stomach… but I think that this MUST apply to women as well because I have a major weakness for ANYTHING SWEET.  I don’t know how people in Western countries control their urges to over-eat.  In all seriousness, if I had to walk past delicious pastry cake shops everyday…like they have in Australia or America, I’d be the size of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111306200475500313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111306200475500313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111306200475500313' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111289328832245587</id><published>2005-04-07T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T10:31:19.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Staring Fear in the FaceSo... Last night I was an Emcee...err hem...THE Emcee for an event...I'm still trying to convince myself that it actually happened...I never thought that someone as stage-frightened as I am, would be doing public speaking. Yikes!Let me first of all say this: I am SO GLAD I’m not part of the “events” industry here in Malaysia…it is absolute MAYHAM MANIA. When I arrived at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111289328832245587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111289328832245587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111289328832245587' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111263205207557095</id><published>2005-04-04T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T09:27:32.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moved, Touched and InspiredWe just had the 6th screening of Sex Education tonight at HELP institute.  What an amazing crowd!  We’ve never felt so much support from viewers in our audience…this was so wonderful.  I was particularly touched when an elderly Indian woman waited patiently by the side to speak to Yazid and I (when people we asking us so many questions after our Q and A)…when she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111263205207557095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111263205207557095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111263205207557095' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-111074467742412725</id><published>2005-03-13T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T12:11:17.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Am Grateful For The FoodI just finished reading Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt... it's 3.45am and I can't sleep. What an amazing life story... It's hard to put into words my feelings about Frank McCourt's life in Limerick, Ireland.  I have to feel grateful that I didn't have a father who was a total drunk.  I was taken from Frank's jouneys of stealing food because he was starving to death to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111074467742412725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/111074467742412725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_03_13_archive.html#111074467742412725' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-110745455195321761</id><published>2005-02-03T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T10:15:51.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Late Bloomin’; Bloomin’ LateAs they always say, it’s never too late… and in my case, I’m referring to… blogging.  This is my very first blog of 2005. I must say, 2004 was a VERY busy year for me.   A great deal happened in my life and I have had so many blessings.  My absolute biggest accomplishments for 2004 HAVE to be my beloved documentary, Sex Education In Malaysia and surviving living in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/110745455195321761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/110745455195321761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110745455195321761' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-110104196475330845</id><published>2004-11-21T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T04:59:24.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Voicing Our SilenceWOO HOO!!!  My documentary, Are we doing enough?  was just chosen as one of ten films to be screened at an international film festival in India called "Voicing Silence"!!  We were chosen out of 40 international entries from all around the globe...we didn't really think we stood a chance.  This is an incredible dream come true for Yazid and I.  Wow.   It's a very meaningful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/110104196475330845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/110104196475330845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110104196475330845' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109783526967229400</id><published>2004-10-15T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T03:14:29.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Day on the JobWell, yesterday was my very first day of being a TV host... I was pretty nervous about it.  It took me AGES to fall asleep Wed. night...i was tossing and turning in bed.  Finally I crashed out at 3am ( I think) and woke up at 9am for shoot.  I was given information earlier Wednesday evening for script the very next morning…I was stressed to say the least.  I sent Reiki to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109783526967229400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109783526967229400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109783526967229400' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109544605472267246</id><published>2004-09-17T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T05:27:12.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE WON "BEST DOCUMENTARY" AT THE MVAs!!! FIRST PLACE!!!What a surprise...We are so VERY pleased : ) Berniece Chauly said, "Make more films!!" Ok...I will...check out www.mva.com.my we are category #14 !!! Woo HOO!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109544605472267246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109544605472267246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109544605472267246' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109517957933983943</id><published>2004-09-14T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T09:32:59.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Being American, does NOT mean I support the Bush AdministrationAll my life, I have been greeted in many different ways by many different kaum...but I have to say, the absolute worst comments I have received have been from Malays.  What exactly is the problem?  And why do some Malays have such a gigantic chip on their shoulders about westerners?  I have some of the most loving, tolerant Malay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109517957933983943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109517957933983943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109517957933983943' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109510152297037908</id><published>2004-09-13T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T11:52:02.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight I went to my friend Tony Pietra's screening of his debut short film called, "Seeing Things."  He's so incredibly modest about it....how silly!  I thought it was pretty good to be honest...and I found out he finds it hard to watch his own work on "the big screen", much like myself.  I can't wait to see what he comes up with next, he has another short/feature film in the making right now.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109510152297037908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109510152297037908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109510152297037908' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109500962904915552</id><published>2004-09-12T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T10:33:39.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woo Hoo!So, I have finally decided to start going out again...no more hermit crab syndrome for Miss Lydia. Been out two nights in a row! Woweee! Drinking, drinking, drinking....clubbing and laughing and gossiping....you know...the typical 20-something life...Next Saturday is my BIG awards night for the MVAs....I was told our film was in the top 5...I actually manipulated the poor MVA </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109500962904915552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109500962904915552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109500962904915552' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109466401471543012</id><published>2004-09-08T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T02:17:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!It was my B-day on September 2nd… a BIG thank you to all who remembered…(clearing of throat)…I had a GREAT day! Had dinner with friends and laughed so much my cheeks hurt the next day! Which is a good thing. Got some really great presents too… Argentinean wine, Michael Moore books (thanks Tony!), tampons ( just what I needed Mien)… sea monkeys (don’t ask).Yazid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109466401471543012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109466401471543012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109466401471543012' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-109118240628095335</id><published>2004-07-30T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T03:13:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slow-mo I know I haven't written a lot lately.  This is because I'm SUPER DUPER busy with moving house and all....with my mom leaving the country yesterday..it's been a tough month to say the least. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109118240628095335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/109118240628095335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109118240628095335' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-108867946606147304</id><published>2004-07-01T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T04:00:31.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sticky FingersWell, well, well.  It turns out my Pilipino maid has been stealing things from my room.  Bitch.  Her name is Helen and she’s overweight and speaks broken English.  She is married to an Indian guy named Nathan.  If anyone out there stumbles upon this person, DO NOT HIRE HER.  Unless, you want some of your clothing, valuables and money to go missing.  For two freaking years I have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108867946606147304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108867946606147304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108867946606147304' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-108706470236610953</id><published>2004-06-12T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T11:25:02.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just have to vent about one of my pet peeves… smokers who smoke INDOORS when I’m in the same room.  This is one of the negative aspects of working in TV production…everyone SMOKES!  And as a result, I end up smoking as well…second hand.  What’s really really super annoying, is when I complain and say.. ”um…smoke bothers me” to someone who has just lit up a cigarette…and they look at me aghast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108706470236610953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108706470236610953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108706470236610953' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-108480048370506916</id><published>2004-05-17T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T06:37:41.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dare To DocumentThe awards night began with the usual speeches from hosts and sponsors and some musical performances…so Yazid and I had some time to take our minds off the actual awards…we both brought our moms, so they sat on either side of us in the theatre…patiently awaiting “the moment of truth.”  Sitting next to my mother had a great calming effect on my heartbeat.  Actually, looking back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108480048370506916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108480048370506916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108480048370506916' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-108419519633033415</id><published>2004-05-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T06:19:56.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINAL CUTOH ME GOSH!  Our (Yazid and I) little documentary made it to the finals of the Freedom FIlm Fest!!  There were over 40 film entries and ours was among the 20 films short listed for the festival.  Our screening is on Friday May 14th at 7pm SHARP.  So, hopefully...I will see some of your smiling faces at my screening..and for those who can't make it...I'm sure you will give me a great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108419519633033415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108419519633033415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108419519633033415' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-108269542274529082</id><published>2004-04-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:47:44.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sweat, Blood and TearsOnce again, I have neglected my duty as blog person.  Sorry to those who actually take the time to click on my website… : (Well, looking at the last date I wrote an entry…it’s been a while, to say the least.  So much has happened since little old March 3rd... I’ve made a independent documentary and submitted it to the  Freedom Film Fest .  A lot of sweat, blood, tears </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108269542274529082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/108269542274529082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108269542274529082' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-107828810200066026</id><published>2004-03-02T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T20:31:16.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sugar and Spice and all things NiceI just wanted to say that I appreciate it when friends say nice things about me!  Especially on their websites...Sharon, you've been so awsome about that.  I just wanted to share with everyone what she had to say about me at Zona's birhtday get-together.  Sharon, you rock."I was stone-cold sober as I didn't drink much. Darn it. But I still had a good time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107828810200066026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107828810200066026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107828810200066026' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-107821175183209661</id><published>2004-03-01T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:18:45.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another One Bites the DustWell well well…seems like getting hitched these days is as common as getting a mosquito bite in Borneo.  Two of my classmates have just gotten engaged in Colorado and another one of my good friends thinks that he has found “the one.”   One of my cousins just got married in February and another one is saying his “I dos” this coming May!  As wedding bells and diamonds </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107821175183209661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107821175183209661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107821175183209661' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-107573211094715622</id><published>2004-02-02T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T06:30:45.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Mr. Shamyl Othman,Very cute of you to write in my blog...(and post it five times).  Ha ha! I just realized you sent me a comment... my email address is lyddie00@hotmail.comPlease do write me, if you ever read my blog again.  Would love to hear your answer to my question so many months ago, you've had a while to think about the answer...by the way, i make a living out of  asking questions</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107573211094715622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107573211094715622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573211094715622' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-107296344455082980</id><published>2004-01-01T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T05:25:37.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LUCKY ME...I just have to say…that the Sydney Harbour by day, or night, is one of the most beautiful sites on earth…and Sydney is also one of the most magnificent cities I’ve ever been too! It’s a challenge to actually attempt capturing the energy of the city through pictures.  I, Lydia Lubon, celebrated new years eve in Circular Quay, Sydney and watched the fireworks over the Opera House and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107296344455082980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/107296344455082980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107296344455082980' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106732416863040063</id><published>2003-10-27T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T00:35:03.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here Kitty Kitty....I went to a pre-Halloween party on Saturday.  I say “pre” because Oct. 31st is this Friday…I’ve never actually dressed up BEFORE Oct. 31st…but there’s a first time for everything : )I just want to say, that I was awed by the enthusiasm of TJJ members  as they came decked out in their tin foil, fake blood, ripped clothes and make up.  The house and garden decorations were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106732416863040063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106732416863040063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106732416863040063' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106683404575710014</id><published>2003-10-22T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T07:47:25.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Best of Both WorldsI absolutely LOVE having a huge family...my Iban side of course...(I have, like, two cousins on my American side of the family and I don't even know where they live now).  Eight of my relatives from Sarawak are staying with me at my house for five days...my very own jungle folk.I'm used to cooking dinner for two, but tonight I was forced to make a feast for 10...Oh, Me,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106683404575710014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106683404575710014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106683404575710014' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106558731494357590</id><published>2003-10-07T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T21:42:02.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVIL lurks nearby...Since my one, lone papaya tree is causing Ms. Wong so much anguish...One of my fantasies pertaining to "The Papaya Saga" is to go buy 20 more very tall, grown papaya trees (already bearing an abundance of fruit) and transplant them into my back garden.  I would ask my gardener to plant them all in a row along my back fence separating Ms. Wong's house and mine.  I would then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106558731494357590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106558731494357590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106558731494357590' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106550737487533628</id><published>2003-10-06T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T23:16:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God Save My Papaya TreeOh My GAWD!  I have the rudest neighbor EVER!Mrs. Wong hates plants and my mom happens to LOVE her garden…so our gardener plants a few things in our back garden.  First, we had a large fern.  Then the stupid neighbor woman wrote a letter to my mother and asked her to cut it down.  We did.  Then we planted small trees all in a row.  The fucking woman asked my mother to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106550737487533628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106550737487533628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106550737487533628' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106506858131209887</id><published>2003-10-01T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T22:54:13.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Milk and Cookies anyone?I read this article about the pros and cons of dating a single mom…from a male point of view…on MSN.com and had to laugh out loud.  This is an excerpt from the web page….The pros"Single moms are generally more responsible, straightforward, less promiscuous and serve more home-cooked meals. They're also more likely to take it slow, will be more understanding about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106506858131209887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106506858131209887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106506858131209887' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106475769537873742</id><published>2003-09-28T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T07:03:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uno besso, dos bessos, tres bessos….Fheew!  I never thought I could be kissed (besso) SO MANY times in one night!  I’m talking about my Spanish speaking friends…they greet each other with two kisses on the cheek and an enthusiastic, “Hola! Como estas?”  I’ll never forget the very FIRST time I was introduced to everyone at a party…I must have met 20 Spaniards in a row…which is equivalent to 40</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106475769537873742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106475769537873742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106475769537873742' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106415872073345005</id><published>2003-09-21T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T08:38:40.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waste of Precious Life I am totally and completely appalled by this  act of ignorance.  After reading the article, what more needs to be said about the prolonged U.S. occupation of Iraq?  The situation is getting more and more ridiculous each day they choose to remain in this country.  An endangered animal was shot to death because some fucking idiot soldier wanted to FEED it inside its cage?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106415872073345005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106415872073345005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106415872073345005' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106405371263998196</id><published>2003-09-20T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T03:28:32.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check this out:  Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer inwaht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae.The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, butthe wrod as a wlohe.  amzanig huh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106405371263998196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106405371263998196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106405371263998196' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106394237712441622</id><published>2003-09-18T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T20:32:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boyfriend vs. Mobile PhoneAdjusting to life without a boyfriend is kinda like adjusting to life without a mobile phone.  You don’t really NEED a mobile…but it’s a great comfort and luxury to have one.  However…it’s difficult for us recognize how much we actually depend on something, until it’s completely taken away from your lives.It's amazing realizing, after “the break-up”, how co-dependant</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106394237712441622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106394237712441622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106394237712441622' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106329671057492979</id><published>2003-09-11T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T09:11:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Malaysian Video AwardsFor the past three days I’ve been making an evening pilgrimage to the National Art Gallery to check out screenings of independent Malaysian and international short films.  I have to commend the M.V.A. committee for their enthusiasm and dedication to the awards and our budding film industry.  They put together a great line-up of short films which featured a few young </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106329671057492979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106329671057492979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106329671057492979' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106274186436902464</id><published>2003-09-04T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T23:07:59.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who's Mind is in the Gutter?Dudes...just for clarity..."bangin' = really really cool...like, innocent cool...No references to birthday condoms OR using them...mwwahahahah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106274186436902464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106274186436902464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106274186436902464' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106268159775067635</id><published>2003-09-04T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T06:19:57.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turning 25 was AWSOMEI had a great birthday…spent it with family and great friends…I was given some really bangin’ presents this year…I got everything I wanted and MORE…. Thank you Ap, Esther and Ay for my SUPER fantabulous pakage…I can’t say I’ve ever received a bundle filled with so much love and effort before….you girls are the BEST FRIENDS EVER!On Tuesday night after dinner at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106268159775067635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106268159775067635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106268159775067635' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106223957515027390</id><published>2003-08-30T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T03:32:55.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grow up Will youSometimes, I really wish girls could be friends like guys can.  Men…don’t hold grudges forever or bitch behind each other’s backs a lot…or get mad at each other for silly little things.  In my opinion, friends should be for life…unless of course they insult your family, religion or do something along those lines to offend you…whatever it is, it has to be MAJOR.It AMAZES me how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106223957515027390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106223957515027390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106223957515027390' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106166184102371828</id><published>2003-08-23T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T23:06:21.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dogs Love Durian Too...even if mom hates it...My super nice neighbor has a “little” oil palm plantation where he grows a wide variety of Malaysian fruits including the infamous Durian fruit…so tonight, to my taste bud pleasure, I found two large durians placed ever so delicately next to the front door…appropriately placed OUTSIDE the house due to the fact that my mother absolutely HATES the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106166184102371828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106166184102371828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106166184102371828' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106083786134225961</id><published>2003-08-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T22:15:41.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why Men Are Not Secretaries!For all my girls out there..........This is a Husband's actual note on the fridge to his wife:  Someone from the Gyna Colleges called.  They said the Pabst beer is normal.  I didn't know you liked beer!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106083786134225961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106083786134225961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106083786134225961' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-106069197749384276</id><published>2003-08-12T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T05:39:37.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok y'all...since somebody (I'm not gonna mention his name) made a complaint that it is now the month of Aug. and I haven't written anything in AGES...here it is.  I’m actually semi-employed…so that’s a step in the right direction for my career….yipee!  I never saw myself freelancing but here I am doing just that….I don’t think I’d be doing this in Denver…no way.  So, I’ve shelved my big </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106069197749384276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/106069197749384276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106069197749384276' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-105844632188611032</id><published>2003-07-17T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T05:52:01.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAWN!!!!!I’m so incredibly TIRED!  Not even funny…slept for two hours last night (went out) and then woke up at 7am to go to outdoor commercial shoot in Bukit Tinggi….just got home now at 9pm and I’m sun burnt.  I thought I was gonna fall asleep in the grass but luckily I survived the excruciating pain of staying AWAKE…Oh me God.  Also, I found a helpless tiny kitty in the big drain there...I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105844632188611032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105844632188611032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105844632188611032' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-105836323956524070</id><published>2003-07-16T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T06:47:19.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiYAH!!!!!!!!!Just watched the new Charlie’s Angel movie…it was “AWSOME Y’ALL”…what a movie…the ULTIMATE chick flick (aside from Clueless).  Those girls totally rock…Drew, Lucy and Cameron make for a GREAT 1.55 hours of visual FUN!  Anyone who loves chicks-kick-ass flicks GO AND WATCH IT NOW!  All three talented ladies have starred in blockbuster comedies so they’re naturals </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105836323956524070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105836323956524070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105836323956524070' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-105807314792496572</id><published>2003-07-12T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T22:12:27.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More later...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105807314792496572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105807314792496572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105807314792496572' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-105807294855562701</id><published>2003-07-12T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T22:09:08.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mom's 50thI haven't blogged for ever and ever...I didn't even know blogger had changed...sheesh...well a lot has happened in this last month I've been neglecting my little online diary.I threw a gigantic party of gargantuan proportions for my mother’s 50th birthday on June 8th (which reaffirms my decision NEVER to go into event management! Yuck!)  It turned out fantastic!  The house was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105807294855562701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/105807294855562701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105807294855562701' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-95625417</id><published>2003-06-13T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T07:13:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snip snip!Today I attended a VERY cultural event called, "Cukur Rambut" which means to shave or cut hair in the Malay language.  It's a Malay tradition which has been passed down for many generations.  This event was held in honor of a little Tunku (title given to Royal family members), he is only 42 days old today and it was in celebration of his arrival into the world...about 100 Royals were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/95625417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/95625417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95625417' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-95219888</id><published>2003-06-02T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T20:20:14.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings from the Depths of the Borneo JungleI couldn't resist blogging while I'm here in Sarawak!  I'm here for Gawai Dayak, the Iban new year...a trully Iban experience...It's totally weird being in rural Sarawak and having access to the internet and my BLOG!  Amazing how fast the world progresses and how far reaching technology today, really is...more on this when I get back the modern </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/95219888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/95219888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95219888' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-94853677</id><published>2003-05-25T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T00:35:54.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 little munchkin...2 little munchkins....3 little munchkins....Wait....where's the fourth one??Well...she's still in Malaysia....Ay...I just want to say CONGRATS!!!!!!!!! For getting a job in Denver...girl...you rock!  So...now three of our fearsome foursome will be united in the mile high city...Malaysia is slightly farther away than Boston but...the idea of us all being together again is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94853677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94853677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94853677' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-94853566</id><published>2003-05-25T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T00:29:47.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Puff, puff, give...I have gone out drinking and clubbing four nights in a row...and now I have strep throat....I don't even have a regular job! what the hell?  I know, I know....I'm not 18 anymore but does that mean I can't be a club-a-holic now that I'm 24?  And since when is 24 considered OLD anyways?  I haven't been going out very much this whole year but in the last few months I've been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94853566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94853566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94853566' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-94639035</id><published>2003-05-20T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T09:17:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s official…..I’m not going to be working for MTV….got the call today…I’m completely gutted.  So…I don’t know what else to write about it….I’ll live of course….but earlier today I DID ask my mom to back the car over me in the parking lot of KLCC…needless to say…I’m still here.  No, it just happened…so it feels like the end of the world is upon me…and it’s extremely hard to see “the light” right</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94639035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94639035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94639035' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-94450574</id><published>2003-05-16T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T07:29:42.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure, I can wait ALL YEAR for an answer...I just got this email today from MTV...you've GOT to be kidding me..."Hello Lydia,No, I haven't forgotten you.I really have been ill, a very bad case of the flu all week and I've been onsick leave.You will have a decision monday. My apologies"It's like...hey, you can wait as long as we want you to...there's no rush...it's only your LIFE!  I've</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94450574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94450574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94450574' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-94149159</id><published>2003-05-11T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T07:32:52.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waiting, waiting, waitingSo, lotsa people have been askin’ me what’s up with “THE JOB” and I’m like, um…dudes…that’s the million dollar question!  If I ONLY knew!  I would have written about any new developments in my blog, if I actually had anything new to report….basically…I’m still awaiting MTV’s finance department to approve of hiring me…the producer and executive producer want to hire me…</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94149159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94149159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94149159' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-94142022</id><published>2003-05-11T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T02:31:32.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E-mail Forwards....These are FUNEEE....( I thought I'd spare all of you yet another forward....)  he he he he....A lady picked up several items at a discount store. When she finally got up to the checker, she learned that one of her items had no price tag. Imagine her embarrassment when the checker got on the intercom and boomed out for all the store to hear, "PRICE CHECK ON LANE THIRTEEN, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94142022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/94142022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94142022' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93913612</id><published>2003-05-07T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T19:24:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“You’re different, I like you a lot…”For those of you single women out there….this line should be a familiar one… and if you’ve never heard this line…you are either not interested in men or don’t go to bars.Personally, I have come to believe that all man-whores of the world (no matter what country they are from) are reading from the same  “How to get a girl in bed” manual.  Do they all get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93913612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93913612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93913612' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93710175</id><published>2003-05-03T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T10:15:38.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shake Whatca Mamma Gave YaI totally agree with this article , claiming that men who can move and groove on the dance floor....can "get down on it" in bed as well...I'm glad someone actually decided to tell the truth and wrote about it!  I promised myself, a long time ago, that I will marry a man who knows the salsa and can tango-me all night long...Just remember girls, beware the "side-step</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93710175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93710175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93710175' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93592189</id><published>2003-05-01T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T06:12:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Denver is looking a LOT closer than before.....Well… surprise, surprise…. Looks like getting a work permit in Singapore is looking bleaker by the day.  This is truly unbelievable.  I mean, I’m very pleased that the MTV producers want me…but it’s just EXTRA gaye that their finance department doesn’t.  *Sigh*  Now I wish I was a Singaporean passport holder. Damn….why did I have to be born in P.J.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93592189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93592189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93592189' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93349707</id><published>2003-04-27T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T10:28:34.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Hick* Take me home you sexy beastAt what point in their lives do guys begin to believe they have the right to expect sex, from a girl they have just met or haven’t seen for a long time?  I mean, excuse me…hello?  Are guys actually that FULL of themselves these days?  What’s the deal with that?  It’s like this caveman-like hunger men become consumed with, when under the influence of alcohol…it’</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93349707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93349707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93349707' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93161490</id><published>2003-04-23T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T23:06:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hunky Catholic Priests?Check this site out!  I'm moving to Itay....and embracing the Catholic faith.  When you get to the site, scroll down and look for a small window that says Heavenly with a picture of a Priest...yummy...check out Mr. March...Mr. April and Mr. May aren't bad either....they would make going to church a little more exciting...*giggle*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93161490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93161490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93161490' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93052488</id><published>2003-04-22T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T22:18:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Number ONE ChoiceI WAS OFFERED THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WITH MTV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!So…I’m WAY happy!  They called me today AFTER I sent them an email demanding that they tell me their decision….Here’s the whole story….I had to squeeze the information out of her!  I emailed Lesley and said hey, what’s your decision?  You want me or not?  She emailed back and said all kinds of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93052488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93052488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93052488' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-93028217</id><published>2003-04-21T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T22:10:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Endless Wait...It has been exactly two weeks since my interview with MTV…they said they were going to get back to me by LAST Friday….but sadly, no phone call and no email.  Hmmmm….how long must this torturous wait, for a final decision, drag on?  I mean, I find it a challenge to wait at a bus stop for 15 minutes…or even waiting for a friend who is running late (normally its ME who’s late)…</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93028217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/93028217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93028217' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-92723143</id><published>2003-04-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T09:33:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check this link out....it's cool..*giggle giggle*Dirty Talk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92723143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92723143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92723143' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-92710217</id><published>2003-04-16T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T05:28:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Brush with the dreaded SARSOn Sunday night i felt like I had a fever and since my mother only has an “ovulation” thermometer that doesn’t go past 50F, she figured it would be a good idea to take me to the hospital.  Hence, the nightmare began.When we arrived at the Malaysian General Hospital (this is the ONLY hospital in Malaysia treating SARS) they gave my mom and I face masks…after, like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92710217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92710217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92710217' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-92631372</id><published>2003-04-14T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T22:12:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Allan’s HouseAfter 5 sleepless nights in Singapore, at my friend Allan’s house, I finally came home to my comfy bed and bedroom.  My stay in Singapore at Allan’s was totally cool.  His parents actually have a REAL relationship…I’ve never really seen a husband and wife of 27 years (or more) giggle and joke with each other and speak to one another like they are real pals…it was wonderful to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92631372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92631372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92631372' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-92587385</id><published>2003-04-14T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T08:38:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The interviewOk, so...let me break it down for you guys...it was a sweet-ass interview. I mean, maybe MTV is always nice to the people they interview, I don’t know but they were super cool to me.  In the elevator up to the 4th floor (where the office is) I was praying and saying my affirmations the whole way up, taking DEEP breaths and trying not to hyperventilate. I was SO incredibly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92587385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92587385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92587385' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-92089582</id><published>2003-04-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T07:26:33.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For those of you who actually read my blog, I got a second interview for the job in Singapore!  I'm leaving tomorrow.  Wish me luck!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92089582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/92089582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92089582' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-91394817</id><published>2003-03-25T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T22:05:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you ever wanted something SO bad you could just cry?  *sigh* I'm wanting a certain job right now (in Singapore) SO bad I'm like, totally, freaking out.  I got an email saying I should call them, so I did.  No answer.  I'll have to call back.  I've been praying for a job in Singapore ever since I LEFT in 2001.  It has been over a year now and I'm still in Malaysia.  Just HOW hard is it to get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91394817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91394817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91394817' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-91325070</id><published>2003-03-24T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T09:13:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok...I think I confused some people about Kimi Raikkonen...he's NOT my real boyfriend....ha ha...he's an F1 driver!  If only.......  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91325070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91325070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91325070' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-91274106</id><published>2003-03-24T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T04:03:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YES!  My new found F1 boyfriend won yesterday....ahhhhhhhhhhhh.....Kimi....(he's only 23, not too young for me) I never liked the F1, anytime Andy had it on the TV I would heave a heavy sigh and go find something else to do for three hours.  I found it quite boring to watch, it's not as exciting as tennis or soccer...but since I went yesterday...I can finally understand the excitement of fast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91274106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91274106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91274106' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-91179548</id><published>2003-03-22T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T06:36:56.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>F1 Feva!I'm off to the F1 race tomorrow!!!  I promised myself that before I die...I would go to the world cup and the F1.....so here I go!  I'm very excited and nervous at the same time.  I'm going with two of my guy friends....and they know a lot about the races....I happen to know....um...nada....so I'm a bit anxious....I don't want to be labeled F1 retard for the day.  I'm going more for the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91179548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91179548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91179548' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-91131048</id><published>2003-03-21T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T08:35:41.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dreaded Blood Test....Well, it's a "positive."  FOR DENGUE FEVER!!!!!!  It's official.  I have Dengue fever....how awful!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91131048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91131048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91131048' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-91050050</id><published>2003-03-20T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T02:01:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am just getting over a mysterious virus....and it has not been fun at all!  I mean, being "under the weather" is never really an enjoyable experience...but I must say, this time....was terrible!  It sweeps over you all of a sudden, you get a fever....an very HIGH fever at that.....and this continues for three to four days.....your body burns up and you walk around the house like a zombie.  It's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91050050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/91050050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91050050' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162966.post-90701173</id><published>2003-03-14T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T01:59:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I proud to say...that I am a Blog virgin!  This is an exciting day for me.....more to come later......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/90701173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162966/posts/default/90701173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelydster.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90701173' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724333466724860239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
