A Long Line Of Contradictions

So, guess what books I bought today! The South Beach Diet along with The Makansutra 2007! Yes, its in my most recent list of contradictory purchases. So yes, I feel so dirty. Not just because I was caught A LOT in the rain today, but because I’ve fallen victim to the impulse buy. The South Beach Diet was something I set out to buy because I really need to lose some weight, I simply can’t exercise with my weight at this level. Its … probably gonna kill off my heart like in a beat. So I’m gonna lose some weight through South Beach first.

I guess I could go use the Makansutra afterwards… yeah.



Those of you who have seen me online recently, on MSN would have noticed my new display picture, in glorious Sepia colour. A Ring. On my Ring Finger (Right). Yes ladies and gentlemen in the audience, I am attached. Very much like the cuffs on a criminal, I too am experiencing the wonderful heaven/hell that is a relationship.

Now, people are bound to ask, what is the significance of all this, are you going to marry her? Oh god, please don’t tell me she’s pregnant. I would love to be your bridesmaid, when’s the bachelor party(ies)? Etc. I say to all this, the significance is that of a promise ring. I personally don’t quite get the idea myself. To me, I just think a promise ring signifies the promise to my girlfriend, to love her, and that she’s the only one in my life, oh and of course that I’ll pay for her meals:). Eitherway, its a simple thing really, more akin to being teenagers who are crazily in love with kitsch(yes kitsch, because that’s what we think of each other), with the weird and consequently wonderful and with each other, or so we hope.

Looking out the window, the thunder just went boom. I think I better go take in my clothes. (Yes ladies, he does his own laundry. Uh-Huh, what a house-husband!)


For those of you out there in the know, WoW or World Of Warcraft, is a Massively Multiplayer Role Playing Game. Its incredible appeal stems from its long lineage, with a rich and colourful storyline that dates back to the good ol’ days of Warcraft.

I have never been a huge fan of the Roleplaying game genre. I find it too much hassle to go around whacking things in order to gain level. However, I think I’m beginning to warm up to the idea of WoWing. I’ve set up a new Charecter on a PvP (player versus player) server and have a nice gleaming female Level 5 Human Paladin. On Icecrown, the server with my main Char, my Troll Mage named Drkcoffee (Lvl 25), I’ve been slowly but steadily working my way through the quests, I’ve now managed to clear out some of those smelly old quests that I cannot stand doing and may finally be on my way to another part of the game or sommat. Eitherway, I am truly proud of my brother Huezin’s achievements with his Dwarf Hunter. Its a great char, with lotsa cash. I am glad we can play this game together. Hopefully in the process pass a lot of time and who knows maybe become involved in one of those torrid internet relationships we’ve read so much about!

I think I’m gonna go for Dinner soonish. It seems the right thing to do, because it seems like if I don’t I’ll end up just sitting around playing more WoW or Age Of Empires.


Well, so it was 11:10 this morning, and my friend Bee rang on the doorbell and caused me to literally LEAP up from my bed. Why am I still in bed at 11:10 in the morning? I slept at 3 am last night. Why did I sleep at 3 am last night? Believe it or not, because I was reading. Yes, I am a read-aholic. I need help.

Or maybe not. After all, it is for the betterment of myself. Yes, I said betterment. Chim Words are spouting out of me. Ladies, you can start flocking to me now, I try to better myself from a Lemonade swilling lush sitting around watching Oprah Primetime, to a Smoothie swilling lush sitting around watching Jamie Oliver! Yes! Jamie Feeking Oliver!

I will not swear on this site, I’m determined to keep this a rated PG-13 site. So I will be making use of such colourful words as Feeking, BrotherPucker etc as I think them up! Enjoy!

I am currently thinking about what I want to eat for lunch.

Strange New Worlds

As I begin making use of this new blog for announcing to the world strange and new discoveries I have made, I will also hope to provide a fresh and altogether unconventional perspective to you, my dear readers! Yes, we are about to embark on a whole new journey together, one that will be hopefully filled with fun, sun, puns and most importantly, enough dry wit to make a martini.

Now, that the hard part’s over. Time to properly introduce myself. My name is Jerrick Lim Jieq. The Jieq is an embarassment provided by my lovely Father, who I will thank eternally for making my life ever so much more complete. After all who doesn’t need a Q at the back of his name! I do very much like that about my name actually, as the Lao Wais i.e Gui Los, ang mohs, foreigners, will have a hell of a time trying to pronounce my name. Even though it is probably the simplest Chinese name anyone can have. 林杰 is how it is written in mandarin. Lin Jie is the pinyin pronounciation. Why he couldn’t have simply used Lim Jie is beyond me. My name it is, its over and done, lets move on. (I bitch about myself, isn’t that refreshing)

Up until recently, I lived in the fair city of Suzhou, Jiangsu Province, China. Spent two years of the best years of my life, breathing in the fumes of progress, the dust of industrialisation, and did not manage to get any action from the fair ladies of Suzhou! (I apologise to you Gloria in advance, I am wearing my ring, please don’t rape me… well… I’ll put up a token show of resistance) Nevertheless, it was a life changing experience, where I met fascinating people from many different countries. All of whom are and will remain my friends.

Upon moving back to Singapore in early July of this year of 2006, I have discovered a Singapore not much different from the Singapore of 2 and a 1/2 years ago. The people are still friendly, (contrary to what the Reader’s Digest says… We’ll come back to that some other time). The food fantastic, the heat reassuring, the people fascinating. I could go on. There is however one change in my horison. I will shortly be joining the Armed Forces of Singapore(sic) . I will be undergoing mind numbingly dull work, and naturally will be stripped of all my individuality. I say it like its a good thing eh? Of course, you, my dear readers, will provide a suitable outlet. Or at least an avenue for me to have intelligent conversation with the world. So I thank you in advance, patient readers, for you, *sniff sniff* make me who I am…

The choice of name Crossed Destinations is rather simple. For although the title Coffee, Black, is just about a handle for me. (pichu1988, Yes well, let us move past that shall we?) I needed something unique for my blog. It seems rather apt in my opinion. Afterall, I live in a country that is crossed between two worlds, the East and the West, I recently left a country in the process of reasserting its own foothold on the world, trying valiently to fuse Eastern and Western influences, Communist (yes well Technically Communist if you want to nitpick) and Capitalist, Totalitarian and Democratic, etc. It seems to me that my life is frequently about crossings, about 十字路口, so why not make a blog about my adventures through the meandering places that I cross, about the beautiful and the fugly. I think I may even surprise myself in the process, and hopefully, dear reader, I will surprise you.