V O D K A T A U R E N

The Star: Lab assistant claims boyfriend charmed and raped her

2005-03-05T01:02:00.000+08:00

PETALING JAYA: A 31-year-old lab assistant has alleged that she was raped several times by her boyfriend after he put her under a spell linked to a yellow cloth he had hidden above the ceiling fan.

Interesting...
My version of this story.

PETALING JAYA: A 31-year-old lab assistant was jilted by her boyfriend. Seeking revenge, she accused him of raping while they were in Port Dickson, in her house and in his house. Since it doesn't quite make sense that she would continue meeting up with him and then getting raped, she conjured up the charming story. Click on the above link to read about it.

Why? Because I don't fucking believe in the power of charms. Yellow cloth my virgin ass!

Morning Drive

2005-03-03T11:48:00.000+08:00

My mood has been pretty lousy for the past few days. I’ve come to a crossroad and am having difficulty making a decision on which road to take. Advices from mum and dad are as good a 2 pails of faeces, for I know for sure that they will make a decision that is best for them, not best for me. Also are the stresses from work and studies. Sigh….

Anyway, while driving to work this morning, there was this super road hog in front of me. Road hogs are not new to me. I’ve seen them early in the morning, in the afternoon, evening, and night. What I usually do is either patiently drive behind them, or do an illegal overtake. Often accompanied by an internal explosion of vulgarities within the car.
This morning is different. For this particular car is just simply insane. It stayed in between two lanes and kept on swerving to the left then to the right, undecided on which lane to go. Insane driving.
I peered into the car and saw lots of big curly hairdo.
Hmmm….
Either Alley Cats or a bunch of 50 over lau ees.
Well, the crazy driving and my bad mood is too much to bear.
Sigh…… story ends here. Don’t think I should tell what happened.

RECHARGE@zoukfest

2005-02-27T23:40:00.000+08:00

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RECHARGE.

Wow! So many words. So many creatively linked words. Yet so many words that say nothing.

Just gimmicks to lure the young and trendy, hip and hop, and dont forget dumbasses with money.

Worse is that somehow they have gotten my handphone number and had been sending me messages about their stupid event. Bloody damn fools!

Daylight Robbery

2005-02-26T01:06:00.000+08:00

I was thinking about the CNY that has passed.
And suddenly the memory came back to me.
That I was robbed on the 2nd day of CNY!!!

A whole gang of relatives were about to leave after the CNY visitings, so all were congregating by the door waiting for their turn to put on their shoes and leave.
Spotting me, my aunt, sister of my mother, came to me with a receipt book, asking for donation.
Oh crap! I've noticed her earlier and was hoping that she'll spare my pitiful soul and wallet.
Her timing was great, as I was surrounded by people.
No escape for me now.

Me: Hah? Donation ah? For what?

Robber: This donation is to help build temple. (She has helped build many many temples, considering the amount of times she has asked for donations)

Me: I'm not a believer wor. Still need to donate meh?

Robber: Can still donate what. It is good to help the temple.

MFs: Ya ya. It is a good thing. Good karma.

Me: Sigh.... okay......

Robber: Resistance is futile.

*MFs = Mindless Followers

I've often wondered what would happen if I take a verbal stand against their religious belief.
But as often as I am tempted, I always shelfed the urges to it.
Mom and dad did a good job on the respect-your-elders rules, even if only superficially.

How to make a good cup of Nescafe

2005-02-22T00:55:00.000+08:00

I use Nescafe Arabica, because it is strong, and cheap.

Now remember NOT to use a tea cup (you know, those that the English use to drink tea with their pinkies up), but use a mug instead.

Pour some hot water into the mug (I don't know why, but I've been doing it for quite some time). It will heat up the mug a little.
Put in two tea-spoons of Nescafe Arabica.
Then put in four tea-spoons of Coffee-mate.
Sugar up to taste, between half a tea-spoon to two tea-spoons of sugar (Its half a tea spoon for me).
Fill up the rest with hot water. Or if you don't like your drinks too hot, mix with regular drinking water (duh!).
Finish you coffee before it cools down!

The Boss likes the fancier and more expensive Nescafe, Nescafe Alta Rica. If you use that, and still like your coffee strong, I would suggest 3 tea-spoonful of Nescafe instead of 2.

This is how GUB² drinks his coffee, taught by a Nescafe promoter.
He will die earlier because of it, but he is happy.

If you want to try something fancy, make a cold cup of Nescafe with reduced creamer and sugar, then add vanila ice-cream into it. Its nice. My own recipe ;)

Feng Shui

2005-02-21T00:59:00.000+08:00

As I walked into the house, I heard a squeaky voice from the TV. I know that voice, its the voice of Lillian Too.

Lillian Too is, without a doubt a very successful person.
An excerpt from her site;

"After graduating with an MBA from the Harvard Business School in the USA, Lillian embarked on a corporate career and became the first woman in Malaysia to head a public listed company. In 1982 she became the first woman in Asia to be appointed CEO of a Bank. Her achievements in the competitive commercial world of Hong Kong and Malaysia have been much applauded.
After her years as a banker, Lillian Too worked with Dickson Poon as Executive Deputy Chairman of his group of companies, helping him build his vehicle, Dickson Concepts. Lillian then went on to package the leveraged buyout of the DRAGON SEED group. With the powerful First Pacific Group of Indonesia and Prudential Asia as her partners, she took control of this department store group, became its Executive Chairman, turned it around and cashed out.Then she retired to become a full time mother and a writer.
Today, Lillian Too is the world s number ONE selling writer on Feng Shui."

Allright!
Enough on the facts about Feng Shui Mistress Lillian Too. This is Gub²'s blog, not Lillian the Too's Blog.

Feng Shui, according to me, is just a simple manipulation of the human greed.
It is nice to believe that if you move your furnitures from here to there, and there to here, you can become rich.

But how many practioners has become rich?
None of the people that I know of has become rich.
My stupid sister is not rich.

But Lillian the Too is rich. She is already rich from her earlier years, and now is getting richer with Feng Shui. Her Feng Shui is not about manipulating "chi" energy or whatever fucking energy of nature, her Feng Shui is about manipulating greedy shits to buy her books and stupid Feng Shui ornaments from her shops.

Therefore;
Lillian Too sucks!
Lillian Too sucks the money out of you!
And then there are little bugs crawling in her shadow sucking money out of you too.

I am disgusted with the greediness of human nature.
Bleargh.......

Oh yeah,

Did she dyed her hair according to Feng Shui readings, or is she just getting horny at 50?
Hahahaha... No more Lillian Too, here comes Ah-Lian Too
HAHAHAHAHA!

Married Friends

2005-02-20T23:51:00.000+08:00

have a purpose, that is to give ang pow to you!

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am now RM10 richer thanks to that.

Gong Xi Gong Xi!

A Sigh of Relief at the End of St. Valentine's Day

2005-02-14T23:30:00.000+08:00

I got a gift for the Boss.
No dinner, no flowers, but.......
She is happy. I am happy.
We are happy.
Therefore I am happy once again. :)

None of the disaster like I usually encounter on all these "occasions" (ie. birthday, anniversary...).
I can still remember her reaction when I forgot about her B-day last year.
The memory still haunts me and send me shivering at the corner in fear.

English Speaking Contest by China Chinese

2005-02-13T11:15:00.000+08:00

Waking up from my sleep, I brushed my teeth and sat down to watch the TV that was already switched on.
For some reason incomprehensible to me, one of my mom's favourite channel is Astro's CCTV9 (channel 36), which was showing this English Speaking contest thing.
Huang Mei, a pretty girl from some university in China was on and was answering some question.
What she said was something like this;

Can you imagine a world without Yao Ming? The NBA is nothing without Yao Ming. Blah blah blah....

She kept on saying "can you imagine..." Bah what a fucking stupid girl.
No doubt she is proud of China, but to think that Yao Ming made NBA, and not the other way around.... what a dumb fucking bitch.

A man's sleep

2005-02-12T12:13:00.000+08:00

When Man invented TV, God intended it for little children to watch cartoons in the morning.
So that those little bastards don't go running and screaming around waking up a man from his honest sleep!!!!
Bloody damn fools!
Parents out there, please keep your children in your house glued to the TV, instead of unleasing them into the neighbourhood.

2nd CNY Post

2005-02-09T03:15:00.000+08:00

This time, I'll put in a picture that I've made myself.
It is some sort of a Chinese New Year greeting card.

Happy Chinese New Year

2005-02-08T20:46:00.000+08:00

I can remember the time when I looked forward towards Chinese New Year.
That was so long ago. Nowadays, I dread the coming of it.

I was told by my mom that dad has already planned the visitings for tomorrow.
How I wish I can escape that.......
Being as old as I am now, I wonder why should I still follow them around.
I'll be thinking hard tonight on how to slither my way out of this.

I supposed this is not how a CNY post should be about.
It should be happy and merry and whatever fuckadee-dee!
So I shall note down in this post something funny I saw earlier on the CNY Eve dinner.

With my dad being the eldest son, my mom dutifully prepares a some sort of reunion dinner since my grandmother passed away years ago.
On the dinner, there aren't many guest, as we don't have a huge family. It'll be us; dad, mom, sis, me and my dad's two other unmarried siblings; an aunt and an uncle.
These "historical data" are not important at all to the funny that I am about to tell.
They are just to say that we have guests on the reunion dinner.

Now to the funny story (which is actually shorter than the prelude).
I saw my mom manipulate my good-for-nothing sis into work just now; simply by asking my sis in front of the guests.
My sis, being a fucking pretentious shit that she is, cannot refuse my mom and had to be bossed around. Har har.

Funny, no?

extra notes; as I am typing this entry, I heard the voice that I hate, the voice of Roach. That is my sis's evil bf. He is Roach because of his out of date hairstyle, which of course resembles a cockroach.

PLUG: My Penang is dead

2005-01-31T01:00:00.000+08:00

A most interesting most post (for me at least) from a friend of mine. High possibility of getting flamed.

An excerpt;

"And another puzzling and worrying thing about my dear ol' Penang is the large scale invasion by mainlainders into the island. Now, for those of you who are unfamiliar with the word "mainlainders" in this context, this rather crudely but accurately describes the "other" Penangites who live on mainland Penang such as Butterworth, Prai et al."

Read more over at her blog.

of no value

2005-01-30T03:34:00.000+08:00

Stone Cold said, "Amplifier"
I heard, "Apple-pie"
Then I asked, "What?"

Weird.

The Power Within

2005-01-27T23:34:00.000+08:00

Within our reach lies every path
we ever dream of taking.

Within our power lies every step
we ever dream of making.

Within our range lies every joy
we ever dream of seeing.

Within ourselves lies everything
we ever dream of being.

What bullshit!
I dream of being the Incredible Hulk. Ain't gonna happen.
Realistically, I dream of being as rich as Bill Gates. Not entirely impossible, just next to it.

Within our dreams every fucking thing is within our grasps.
Within our dreams.......

Fighting the Pirates

2005-01-25T10:50:00.000+08:00

Datuk Shafie Apdal, the Domestic Trade and Consumer Affairs Minister is in the opinion that the public is supporting the piracy industry.

"They don’t see this activity as a crime."
I agree with this. I know that it is a crime, but I still cannot see it as a crime. In fact, I suspect that most of the public see it as a crime to buy the original and expensive VCDs, DVDs or CDs.

"In fact, when police and enforcement officers tried to arrest those involved in selling pirated VCDs or DVDs, the public seemed to sympathise with the offenders."
Well, I believe that some do. But I don't. These pirates are criminals. I do not sympathise with criminals. But nevertheless, I'm glad that they are providing me with cheap entertainment.

According to the Recording Industry Association of Malaysia (RIM) chief executive officer Tan Ngiap Foo,

"Countries such as Japan and the United States have a very low piracy rate because the people have been taught that buying pirated intellectual property is actually as good as stealing"
Yeah sure, they have low piracy rate in their countries. But what about when they are here in Malaysia, or Hong Kong or wherever that have a blooming piracy industry?
Do they still reject pirated goods, when they see that goods are so much more cheaper than their originals? God knows how many American visitors I've brought to buy pirated DVDs.
One Swedish friend once told me that to buy one PS game (PS=Playstation) in Sweden, one could actually buy around 60 pirated PS games in Penang. Who could refuse when the price is so cheap?
So Mr Tan of RIM, there are no angels there in America or Japan, just the lack of pirates. In fact, there was once Napster, then Kazaa, then whatever.
Don't belittle the Malaysian public.

Now that I think of it, do people like Mr Tan or Mr Minister watch movies? If they do, do they watch it in the cinema only, or also at home? Do they buy only original DVDs?
Hmmmm.......

Gaylords of the Ring

2005-01-23T23:36:00.000+08:00

I was browsing through some blogs when I saw in Mark's blog some funny LOTR pics, so I will also post one that I found.

Starts with Boromir saying, "Hey Aragorn"

Coca-cola

2005-01-22T02:03:00.000+08:00

Dinner at McDonald's, Sunshine Square, Bayan Baru.

Cheapo nowadays, I ordered a Chicken Burger and a Double Cheese Burger for myself, another Chicken Burger for the Boss, and a large Coke for the both of us.
The burgers cost RM2.50 each, don't know how much the drink cost; total to RM10.50.
Good.

Unfortunately for me though, they must have ran out of Coke, thus were serving very diluted Coke.
Like when you poured yourself a glass of Coke with ice, then left it in the refrigerator for half a day.
Very diluted Coke.
Very unsatisfying.

So I took mine and told one of the staffs that its too diluted.
To which she took a cup and tasted the drink from a dispenser. Then from another dispenser.
Hmm... better (she thought).
So she got me another drink from that particular dispenser.

Feeling happy, I skipped back to my seat.
Using the straw, I sucked up the drink into my mouth and....................
were disappointed again.
Bloody dang foo!
It was only slightly better than the one before (actually I think they were the same, but lied to myself earlier to feel a little better).

Reached home just now.
Went to the fridge, took my bottle of Coke and glup glup glup glup glup.
Ahhhhhh....................
Love the feel of it when the gas of the drink rushed up within my throat.
Better now.

Banana Science

2005-01-21T17:34:00.000+08:00

50% of the human genes are similiar to the banana's.

I got this information just now on techTV.

A good reason to disbelieve science now.
Throw all of your education down to the drain. NOW!

New Toy!

2005-01-20T01:08:00.000+08:00

I got my very first Power Toothbrush today.
YAY!
I know I know....
such gadget has been around for a long time, yet I'm still behaving like a monyet.

Anyhow, I just tried it after getting home.
After having a hard time taking it out of its plastic case,
I discovered that I can't put as much toothpaste on it like I used to do so on my old manual toothbrush.
Never mind.
Then I put it in.........................

And buzzzz........

Holy crap!
That vibrating feeling. That buzzing sound.
They reminded me of the dental care visits, those horrifying memories.
I used to go to this government training centre, near Padang Polo, for my free check-up.
Good thing about it, its free.
Bad thing? Well, they were all

T R A I N I E S !!!!!!!

Training = Mistakes = Pain
Oh I can still remember the pain.

I fought my dad many times before he finally allowed me to quit the torture programme.
Life changed for the better ever since, even if only a little bit.

Ghost in the Frame

2005-01-16T14:15:00.000+08:00

Last Sunday, while taking the Boss home, along the coastal highway.......
............I felt someone touching me on my left shoulder.
Keeping my eyes on the road, I looked at the Boss from the corner of my eyes.
Nope, her hands stayed on her lap, she is not the one that is touching me.
Then who was it? No one else is in the car with us.
And I still felt the touch then.

Perhaps..... a ghost?
Yes, why not?

So I told the Boss that someone is touching my shoulder, and I think that it is a ghost.
Since I'm not a believer of ghosts, plus the fact that I'm a usual bullshitter, she chose not to believe me.
To prove my seriousness, I showed her my arm, which was having lots of goosebumps.
Then she told me to shut up.

Well, we survived her journey home, and I survived my journey home too.
The ghost apparently had no malicious intention.
Perhaps it just needed to communicate to the livings. Or perhaps it just felt a little cheeky once in a while.

There were no more encounter after this, yet I can't stop thinking about it. I guess I was very intrigued about it.
At work, I discussed the encounter with my colleagues, and they all dismissed it due to my non-believer stand and crap-talker reputation.
But I was insistence about it, and finally I got some serious attention to my tale of horror.
There were discussions, but they led me nowhere to comprehending what I experienced, until one of my colleague, Bugman suggested that perhaps I had accidentally removed some talisman in my car.
That did it, for previously while washing my very dirty car (dirty enough to have people writing love messages on it) I came upon a yellow sticker sticking at the bottom of my rear bumper.
That must have been it! I mean, they disguised it as a sticker, but it was actually a paper talisman to keep ghosts away.
And I peeled it off.
God damned it, I am so doomed.

So I did the only thing that I could to save my phithiphul life;
that is to find out the history of the ghost and help it to get its rest-in-peace.
Question is, how the fuck am I going to get that done?!
It was a brand new car when I first purchased it. Not some second hand car that might have people died in it or some ancient-moving-machine that my great-granduncle passed down to me.
It was a brand new car, and until now, no one has died in it yet.
So how the hell did it got haunted?!
Unless.....................

Thus I began the first ever detective work in my life.
Using the ever powerful Internet (also pornful, he who denies it, does it), I search the serial number of my engine.
It was a very difficult search (its almost as difficult as giving birth to a baby) but after two sleepless nights, I managed to match it to a car frame.
With that, I hacked into the manufacturer's site to download the assembly data.
It was my first time hacking into a business website, and the difficulty level surpasses even giving birth to a baby (but a tiny bit easier than giving birth to a twins). Took me a day and 2 sleepless nights, but I finally got it done.
Whew!

Now for the last challenge, deciphering the data that I've stolen.
Nope, it wasn't in code, but I can't read Korean!
Sheeshh.....
But it was easy, for I had Khwang to translate it for me. Har har..

Finally, the reason for all the hardworks.
I was excited yet dreadful scrolling down the data.
Everything was normal during the production of my car, that is, until the assembly of the rear.
While installing the rear transverse leaf springs, the operator had an accident and was stamped on his hands by the heavy machineries.
Report says that the car frame had to be sent back to 3 process earlier for contamination purging due to the operator's blood.
But the accident didn't kill the guy. In fact, he was compensated by the company.

So if he didn't die, who is that ghost in my car?
I looked again and again at the report, and finally found that there was a reference number at the very end of it.
Back to hacking and surprisingly, the reference number refers to a database that keeps end-employment data and is loosely guarded.

It seems that while the guy survived the accident, his wedding ring didn't.
This caused his wife to leave him (what a crazy bitch).
Eventually, he committed suicide at home. How he committed suicide wasn't in the report.

So does that concludes that he is the ghost in my car?
That perhaps he came back to look for this wedding ring?
And when I removed the paper talisman, I broke the seal that was keeping him away.

I did a thorough check and cleaning after getting all this information.
Didn't find anything that resembles a ring. I guess the manufacturing plant did a good job of cleaning up the car.
I have failed getting the ghost its rest-in-peace, so now I pray that he won't be back to look for his broken ring.

WHOA!!!! WHAT A LOAD OF BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!
BUT SOMETHING DID TOUCHED ME.......

Liquid theft

2005-01-16T02:27:00.000+08:00

Someone drank my vodka!
How dare you?!
Could it be my mom? Unlikely.
Could it be my dad? Possibly.
Could it be my sis? In between unlikely and possibly.
Could it be my sis's bf, the Roach? I hope so, then I'll have a good reason to spray Ridsect on him.
After that, I'll shove his dead body into my sis's mouth, and hope she choke to death.
Yeah! Muahahahahahahahah!

Attack of the Singlet, again

2005-01-15T01:59:00.000+08:00

Previously, I posted about some fag guy in a Japanese Restaurent.

Today, while driving pass BJ Complex, it striked again.
I saw a guy carrying a yellow pouch and a pretty large backpack.
He was wearing a colourful pair of shorts, flower patterned.
For his top, he decided on a black spaghetti straps.
Aiyayai-yayai!
Why o' why?

Gimme a gun, and I'll get it done

Wrigglers!

2005-01-13T01:27:00.000+08:00

Me discus eggs (3rd batch I think) have just turned out some wrigglers!
I don't think they'll survive, but hey! maybe someday.....

Hell on Earth

2005-01-06T01:13:00.000+08:00

humanity got pwned!

courtesy of tsunami

We are not immune from natural disasters, warns academic

2005-01-04T09:24:00.000+08:00

Malaysians should not go around thinking the country is free from natural disasters such as earthquakes, said a Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia don.

Thanks to Prof Dr Ibrahim Komoo for telling us that.
Because even after the earthquake and tsunami, I still thought that we are so friggin' safe from natural disasters.
Thank you for dispelling the stupid assumption.
Thank god we have such a smart Geologist here in Malaysia.

The Incredible Experience

2005-01-02T23:31:00.000+08:00

Date: 1st Jan 2004
Time: approx. 2300
Location: Kassim Mustafa Restaurent at Bayan Baru

Waiter: Minum?

Me: Milo-ais satu, teh-ais satu.

Waiter: Makan?

Me: Maggi goreng satu......, apa itu khasmir nan?

Waiter: Maggi goreng satu, khasmir nan satu.

Me: Wait wait.... apa itu khasmir nan?

Waiter: Ha.. khasmir nan.

Me: Yes, khasmir nan. Apa itu khasmir nan?

Waiter: Khasmir nan. Ha.

Me: No. Apa itu khasmir nan? Ada apa dalam khasmir nan?

Waiter: (pointing towards the Nan counter) Khasmir nan. Dua Ringgit.

Me: Sigh... bagi murtabak daging satu.

Waiter: Murtabak daging?

Me: Yes, murtabak daging.

Alright, I'm probably an idiot for not knowing what khasmir is.
But I really don't like veggie.
Cannot risk having a plate of nan filled with green stuffs arriving for my consumption.
Blerghh.....!

On a side note, my discus laid eggs again today.
Wait! I'm not really prepared for fry caring yet.

Happy New Year

2005-01-01T04:17:00.000+08:00

Hope that this new year is way way better than the end of last year.
Don't forget.....

Humbled

2004-12-28T23:04:00.000+08:00

I am humbled by a friend of mine today.

I saw her (she shall now be known as Teally in vodkatauren) online today, and gave her a greeting message.
I asked how was she doing. Which she answered; tired.
Why?
Because she just came back from her doing her humanitarian work.
Teally went to the beach near to Crown Prince Hotel to help out the fishermen who lived there.
Houses smashed, boats wrecked, family and friends lost.........
I cannot imagine what they are going through.
But I think that the simple act of cleaning up after the disaster is a step towards piecing their lives back to order.

I had no idea of the magnitude of this tragedy on Sunday, and still not much on Monday.
Today, Tuesday, after talking to my friend, I think I am starting to know.

I am humbled, because while my friend helped the victims, I went to watch Kung Fu Hustle.
I am humbled, because while my friend's generosity spanned to people unknown, I can't look beyond the people I know.
I am humbled, because while my friend talked about their suffering, I talked about me having a hard time believing that Penang was struck by disaster.
I am indeed humbled.

So.... I salute you, my friend Teally, and all the other selfless volunteers.
I swear upon my mother's grave, even though she is not yet dead, that I will at least make a donation to the tsunami fund.

And yo! Teally, drinks on me the next time we meet up.

Pizza Fight!

2004-12-27T23:42:00.000+08:00

Went to watch Kung Fu Hustle today. It was good.

Anyhow, had dinner at Pizza Hit, Prangin Mall.
Ordered the Chicken Tender(?) thing. It was good too.
Have sort of a cheese cake taste to it.

Towards the end of dinner, there was some commotion in the kitchen.
Seems that one of the kicthen guy had some arguement with one of the waiter.
Things calmed down a bit for a while, then more shoutings from the kicthen.
Waiter guy went inside for another chat, and came out laughing a bit.
I was getting irritated already by then. Can't I just have my dinner in peace?
After a while, the kitchen guy started throwing stuffs around in the kitchen.
He sure was making a fucking big scene, and getting all the attentions from all the customers.
So the waiter guy went to the counter (the hole that they pass pizzas from kitchen to the restaurent), talked back loudly, and then slapped the wall loudly.
More shoutings....... sigh, I was really irritated then. Do I really have to witness all these stupid stuffs?
The waiter guy then went inside the kitchen again, even though others tried to restrain him from doing so.
Blah blah blah... more shoutings, and other noises. Though I don't think that they actually had a fight.

It's embarrassing to see how unprofessional our service line are.
They talked about cleaning up Penang, about getting the shine back to the Pearl of Orient.
Instead of beautifying the streets, I think they should start the cleaning on our service line in Penang.
My suggestion, castrate all the men in the service line, to reduce all those testosterone.

Then something else happened.
Next to my table, is a family of Indians.
The father (I'm guessing) decided to screw another waiter for the commotion, asking for the manager, about him trying to have his meal in peace, blah blah blah.
This man just demonstrated the typical behaviour that racist link to the Indians, by being a bigshot of an asshole.
I will not say that I am not a racist, and I doubt anyone that says they aren't.
I try not to be one, but that man wasn't giving me a helping hand.

Both the shitty happenings pissed me off. And I can't decide which pissed me off more.

The Singlet that is not a Singlet

2004-12-26T22:23:00.000+08:00

I went to this Japanese restaurent with the Boss in Pulau Tikus for dinner just now.
It was pretty crowded, and has a few Japanese customers.
One thing about them that irritates me is their tendency to smoke in an air-conditioned area.
To me, that is a rude culture.

Fast forward a few minutes, I suddenly notice a guy wearing a black singlet.
Weirder than that, the singlet looks kind of like a lady's clothing, the spaghetti strap.
I really want to know what the fucking hell is wrong with this world right now..!!!
That guy was lucky that he is bigger than I am, else I would have pound the living crap outta him!
Bloody bastard.

Hmm.... that sight reminds me of some years ago, I saw another guy in another weird outfut.
He was wearing a black singlet too, to show off his muscular budy.
It might have been impresive, had the singlet not have some sort of stiching on the front (I don't know how to describe this, any help would be appreciated) that helps to define the shape of boobies.
Yo freakos, fuck off.

Earthquake??

2004-12-26T17:40:00.000+08:00

What?
There was an earthquake? Tremors felt by taller buildings in Penang?
WOW! (not WoW, World of Warcraft™)
I'm sorry for those that met with unfortunate incidents due to this disaster.
But WTF??!!!
This has happened twice in my life, and I didn't even realised any of it.
Bullshit!

Merry Christmas

2004-12-25T22:07:00.000+08:00

Merry Christmas to all my friends who celebrate the day.

Guy from school

2004-12-22T09:44:00.000+08:00

Nothing really interesting happened lately, and am too lazy to do recollection.
So I’ll write about a guy from high school, Allen.
I don’t really know this guy, and we probably exchange pleasantries and only pleasantries every once in a while.
He was kind of a nice guy, athletic, not shy but not talkative, an okay guy by my book.
Then we left high school and lost a non-existent contact.
Until one day, through some mutual friend (or whatever, I don’t remember), we met again on some kind of group website thing.
If I remember correctly, I think he was trying to tackle a sister of my friend.
There (group website thing) I get to know a little bit more of him; his web persona.
That irritated the mighty shit out of me, and I’ve hated him ever since.
No loss, cause I’ve never known him anyway.
So what was it about his web persona that pissed me off?
He acts like a giggly 14-year-old high school girl!
That’s why.

Shotglass

2004-12-20T23:49:00.000+08:00

The other day I found my one of my shotglass filled with water, sitting on the altar of the Lord Buddha and/or his ever faithful assistant, Kuan Yin.

That is not right.
I mean, its holy stuff here.
How could my mother do such a mistake?
Its a desecration of the sacred!

MY shotglass is not to be used as an object of worshipping or whatever religious activities.
It is the Intoxicator.

Bak Kut Teh

2004-12-15T19:04:00.000+08:00

Two days back I was having my dinner of Bak Kut Teh at Bayan Baru. Dinner for one, please.
It was a rather disappointing visual delight.
Instead of the usual sizzling claypot filled with goodies, what I got was a stupid cold piece of ceramic bowl, only half filled with soup and bits and pieces of stuffs here and there.
However, the taste is still pretty much the same, and that was good. I even got myself a 2nd bowl of rice.

Blah blah blah... place getting crowded....

As I was about to finish my dinner, there came 2 guys with extremely weak legs. They can't stand to wait even a few moments more, and they can see that I'm finishing. So they came towards me, and just sat down.
WTF??!!!
What happened to "Excuse me sir, do you mind if we join you on this table?"?
I may not be the nicest guy in the world. In fact, I'm a not-so-nice kind of guy.
But I would definitely share my god-damned table, especially since I was about to finish my meal.
These monyets in batik (you know, Motorola uniform) need a good walloping from their daddies.

Pissed me off.

Business World

2004-12-13T23:13:00.000+08:00

I am so naive, to not realise that the business world is such a brutal brutal world.
The presenting manager (from the States) talked about hurting the competitors, ripping their balls off to chew on for a mere 13 Ringgit.
And about the competitors coming back for revenge so better get your steel mesh undies ready. Better still, get a steel box undies.
I was so sacred listening to him.

Anyhow, I was so sleepy today at work today.
And resisted the 2nd cup of coffee. 1st was in the early morning.

My Discus

2004-12-12T22:09:00.000+08:00

One of my babies just laid eggs. Yahooooo!!!!!!!!! (not the search engine)
She laid them on the magnetic scrubber that I no longer use.
Unfortunately, I suspect that there is no husband to that endeavor.
Those eggs are not fertile, they will not hatch.
But it's all still very exciting for me. At least I know that I am keeping these babies in a condition good enough to promote breeding.

I am talking about my fish. I keep 10 discus in 2 four-feet bare-bottom tanks.
Bought them from a breeder at a cheap price, RM170 for 11 fish.
Yeah, one died.

Discus came from the Amazon River, South America.
They had been selectively bred until they have become so much more colourful then their original selves. Recently, the wild breeds too have become very popular (not in Malaysia though, I think).
Discus are pretty famed for their difficulty to keep. But in my opinion, it is not that hard.
They need clean water, first and foremost. Good filter and consistent water changes are a must.
Water changes is a daily routine for me, almost an hour a day changing 60% of the tank water.
I'm far from an expert, so I'll stop my how-to here.

This is going to contradict what I’ve written earlier.
The reason I got a spawn today is due to the water change last night.
What is so different about last night’s WC compared to all the other WCs?
The difference is that I haven’t changed their water for more than 2 weeks.
That led the discus to think that it is the dry season. When I changed the water last night, it would appear to them that the raining season has arrived. Signifying that food will be abundant for everyone.
I believe that triggered one of my discus to start laying eggs. Without a husband fish. Infertile eggs. No discus wrigglers.

But never mind that, I am still happy about it.

LOTR: FOTR

2004-12-12T01:42:00.000+08:00

My mom was watching The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring and I caught glimpses of the movie.

So Frodo was badly injured, and Arwen outracing the Black Riders to get to Rivendell.
Then those water horses gave those Black Riders a good washing smackdown!
Frodo didn’t die, but woke up in a nice bed instead and found Gandalf sitting there.
Chitty chatty chitty chatty with ol'G, blah blah blah until Elrond showed up and got me thinking.

Now Elrond is an Elf, and Elves are a bunch of pretty people.
Legolas for example; silly girls wetted their panties looking at him.
Arwen, yum yum.
But Elrond.... Elrond is different from the other Elves.
He is the Lord of Rivendell, and possessed one of the elven rings of power, the ring Vilya.
I don't read Elvish, but I'm damn sure that Vilya reads as Ugly.
Yeah, Elrond wears the Ring of Ugly, thus making him one butt-ugly Elf.
That is the only explanation I can think of for him to be such an ugly person, Elf or otherwise.

mornig

2004-12-11T04:07:00.000+08:00

Tonight, I feel young once again.
eVer since I started working, I've been feeling old.
But after having the elixir of youth, my college days came back to me.
I.... err....
am going to bed.
Boss gonna call tomorrow, she'll be mad if I'm still asleep then.
I'm going to trybto relive my younger days.
i"m not old, just feeling olf

*edit: ha ha, I'm going to leave this as it is.

Anonymous

2004-12-10T01:46:00.000+08:00

That’s what I wanted to be when I first started this stupid blog.
Today I told the Boss about my blog. Now I can’t bitch about her anymore in here.
Not that I’ve done it before. Just that I wont be able to do it in the future.
Then I told another friend about it, resulting in I can’t go berserk on certain issues, especially religious issues.
So now I have to behave myself properly. But would I? Should I?
What is the point of all this, when I have to end up being the normal self that I’ve projected to the world?
Sheeshhh…..

Anyhow, today I defined wimpy as the state of being a wimp.
With that, someone called me George W. Bush.
????
I would rather be Bill Clinton.

Las Vegas

2004-12-08T23:51:00.000+08:00

I remember the time when I travelled to Las Vegas with a colleague of mine, Shake.
We took turns driving for roughly around 18 hours before reaching the place.
So, there we were at the place, and looking to get to the hotel that we had booked.
Following printed instructions (MapQuest, Yahoo! Maps) we proceeded on uneventfully.
That is until we came to a junction of 5 roads, governed by traffic lights.
Probably being tired and everything, Shake took a wrong turn and we ended up driving against the traffic.
Luckily, we didn't panic like stupid schoolgirls would have.
I calmly told him to drive over the pavement to the other side of the road. That’s what they do in those action movies. Movies prepare us for emergencies like this!
Unfortunately, Shake prefers romantic comedies. He switched on the hazard light and waited the road to clear up. Then he did a U-turn and we were back in business.
How much more boring could that be?

When we finally reached the hotel, we chickened out from sleeping in the car for the first night. Earlier we decided that we are too poor to pay a full day's rate for only a night's sleep, and therefore decided on sleeping in the car. But chickens we were, afraid of being mugged.
That’s when we used our engineering logic to solve this financial dilemma.
What we figured out was;
Hotel = nice place = expensive
Motel = not a nice place = cheaper than hotel
So off we went to look for one, and there are plenty.
Decided on one particular motel, went in and was told that the price is USD50 per night.
WTF??!!! That’s more that what we'll be paying for our hotel stays.
Walking out, I had a sudden realization;
here are 2 guys, trying to check into a motel........
Oh my fuggin God!!!

We went back to the hotel and paid for an extra night.

Magic Pills

2004-12-07T23:09:00.000+08:00

Excedrin. It really works! (like one of those infomercials the TV used to play late at night)
Headache is now only a soft probe.
Managed to burp my nausea away. And still burping away.
Now that I'm feeling better, I'n starting to get hungry.

Was reading some girl's blog. From the beginning.
It felt like watching a movie.
Like one of those girly love movies.
Not really my type of movie, but its facinating that emotions were captured in the blogs.
Either that or I'm just being emotional because not feeling well.

Head in Ache

2004-12-07T20:47:00.000+08:00

Went to the doctor just now and had an x-ray.
Found a nail inside my brain.

Well, not really.....
but I do really feel like there is a nail inside my head, causing me all these pain.
And also feel like puking.

Dr. Mom said that its migraine. She has the same problem too.
Either its a genetic passed-down, or I have drank too much coffee in my lifetime. Just like my mom did.
Took 2 tablets of Excedrin, for migraine. Not helping me though.
I was wondering if I'll ended up like some of those Hollywood charactors who take aspirins like taking vitamin-C.

Anyhow, attended a presentation at work today. Its about how our vendors are improving on their "Quality".
One word to sum the presentation; STUPID.
The vendors sent idiots to present them. Some of them can't speak average English, some had crap spilling out of their mouths.
So some people from my company took up the challenge;
they too start bullshitting around with their "good" English.
I left after a while.
Went in with zero expectation, came out with even less.

Inspired!

2004-12-06T21:23:00.000+08:00

I thought I'll write something artistic.....

Bitches, bitches, go away

Don't turn this into a lousy day

I'm busy and have nothing to say

Will get back to you on your funeral day

An inspiration from work

Haircut

2004-12-05T21:09:00.000+08:00

I had my hair cut today, by a little man in a pink shirt and white pants with translucent blue belt. I was not happy about it. I almost get up and give him a chokeslam.
Damn faggot!
No its not a gay hair saloon. My cousin owned it. I had to go there, its the family thing to do. I just cannot understand why she would have all these weird staffs.
I guess real man don't become a hair stylist.

Inbox

2004-12-01T19:32:00.000+08:00

Holy Mother of God!!!
Yahoo! Mail's inbox size has just been upgraded to 250MB!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now what am I going to do with all those empty space?

Little Demoness

2004-11-27T13:49:00.000+08:00

I’m not one of those animal rights nutcrackers.
I firmly believe in experimenting on animals to find cure for diseases.
If 3 chimps have to die to save a man, so be it.
If the last tiger on Earth were to attack a man, I would not hesitate to kill it.

However
While I was having lunch just now, I saw this little girl came towards this dirty little kitten. She then picked up the kitten by its tail and flung it away.
What the fuck?? That damn bitch ought to be kicked.
While I was contemplating on how to torture the little bitch, she went at it again.
This time she stepped the kitten, causing it to cry out in pain.
Then the parent or guardian or whoever fuck pulled the girl away.
Probably to prevent the kitten from biting at the fucker of a girl.

What the hell is wrong with these people?

I partly blame the parents for the girl’s cruel behavior. They probably will kick at a dog for sniffing near them. The daughter only learned it from them.
But I also believe that people are born with certain traits that defines them. And that girl has cruelty as one of hers.

Earlier I mentioned that I would not hesitate to kill the last tiger to save a man.
But if there are 10 million tigers in this world, and one of them tries to eat her, I will not hesitate to buy popcorns for the show.

Man and woman, and more.

2004-11-26T23:09:00.000+08:00

Boring day at work.
Made fun at colleagues.
Commented on ugly people and faggots.

Question; why do faggots think that they are more artistically creative?
And worse, why do people seems to accept that faggots are artistically creative?

If you are a faggot, that is it.
You will not be artistic by being a fag.
You are just someone that deserves to be shot at.
Your mom wasted 9 friggin' months carrying you in her womb, and your dad wasted 5 minutes.

........

Hope I didn't offend anyone. Hahahahahahaha. F.

David and Goliath

2004-11-24T23:29:00.000+08:00

I was very tired on the previous night, due to the lack of sleep.
With Hellraiser 6 (actually I doubt that it is the 6th installment) playing, I drifted between the state of wake and half asleep.
When the movie ended, I too was about to end the night.
But no, the night would not end without a fight.
And the fight came in the form of a cockroach.
I grabbed a weapon, a deadly piece of wood from my unfinished project, and began our duel.
Even though I had the upper hand, the mighty roach would not yield.
After a gruesome 10 minutes, finally its life ebbed last away.
Victory came not without a price, for now adrenalines coursed through my veins.
My senses were heightened. I could conquer the world.
And also I now could not sleep.

Again today I zombied at work.

*edit: I changed the title, because the previous title was uncool.

Coffee Poisoning

2004-11-23T22:05:00.000+08:00

I didn't have enough sleep for the past couple of days.
To compensate for that, I drink coffee. Lots of coffee.
Then my heart beats too fast.
My stomach didn't feel so good.
Felt like puking.
And right now, still feeling it.

I guess that when your body is way to tired, the miracle wake-me-up coffee turns to poison.

Monday of Morons

2004-11-22T23:06:00.000+08:00

I'm slightly pissed off at someone. Someone from work.
Why is it that these people are so selfish??
All that they ever care is their own work.
It doesn't matters if the whole company is losing money, as long as they get their work done.
As long as their appear good in front of the bosses.

The Collectors

2004-11-21T23:06:00.000+08:00

My dad has a strange habit. He likes plastic bags.
In a sense, it’s like a hobby to him.

Plastic bags primary function is to assist us carry home whatever that we have bought.
The secondary function is almost an exact opposite of its primary function; to store our garbage till its time to move to the Big Smelly Bin.

My dad’s story is that he will get pissed off if he finds plastic bags in the garbage bag (secondary function).
To him, every bag must serve their secondary function before being disposed of. He will curse and then pick those thrown away bags to keep.
The rest of the family however, ignore him and continue to dispose plastic bags whenever we see it fit.
After all, we have more plastic bags in the house than we need. And at the rate of the incoming and outgoing, the volume of bags is only going up.
Worse part is, my dad will even pick up those dirty and oily bags. This serves only to contaminate the clean bags, forever condemning them to serve as garbage bags, never to serve their primary function part II; to carry wanted things from home to somewhere else.

Fate is cruel, for she sees it fit for the trait to be passed down from father to son, with a little variation.

I too like plastic bags.
The smaller sized bags, usually black in colour.
They serve a more specialize function; to carry home audio CDs, computer CDs, VCDs, DVDs and PS2 DVDs.
These bags can be found all over my room; on the floor, under the bed, behind the desk, inside the cabinet.
They can even be found inside my car.

Fate is cruel indeed.

Saturday off

2004-11-20T22:47:00.000+08:00

Woke up at roughly around 11am.

TV

Coffee

More TV

Poured vodka (Smirnoff Black) into a bottle of Sprite (1.5L), half full.

Drink from the Sprite bottle.

12 noon

...

What the heck did I just do?
Vodka in a Sprite bottle?
I'm still living with my mom and dad, not to mention a stupid sister.
What if anyone of them decides on a glass of Sprite?
Damn, that would be a waste of vodka.

D O W

2004-11-19T23:49:00.000+08:00

I had to work today, and having to work is lousy.

Something most nauseating happened at work today.
I was calibrating some equipments when I noticed that there were other people nearby me. A bunch of elderly women, chatting while working.
I overheard them discussing about certain rape cases (or rumoured rape cases) before moving my mind back to work.

Then suddenly my sense of hearing picked up something ; "stripping slowly".
I was pretty disturbed by that comment from them, but what came next paints a picture most hideous; "we're old, nothing much to lose"!
Oh J Most Holy! That cannot be!
"mumble mumble... services... laughter"
ARRGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At that point, I had no choice but to leave the place.

I sincerely believed that they didn't realise my presence there.
But then again, whatever it is that I was doing, it was pretty loud.
Hopefully my interpretation of their conversation is wrong.

We are all very familiar with the term "dirty old man".
I introduce to you, DOW = dirty old woman.
Or in my case, Dirty Old Women.

MAN: Hostile

2004-11-18T23:26:00.000+08:00

I had to work today, and having to work is lousy.

Coming home, I met this little stranger girl, who for no reason greeted me, as a “big bro”.
In Asian culture, or at least Chinese, this is considered as a good manner, to properly address one’s elder.
So what was my reaction?
Did I greet her back and ask a how-are-you-doing?
Or perhaps smile and pat her head?
No.
I stared at her, and nodded my head.
What was that?

thus, MAN: Hostile.

The lone wolf has found its mate

2004-11-17T22:28:00.000+08:00

.
well, not really, but i did managed to get a date today.
mind you, its not an intimate date with someone i have the hots for
but an old friend.
we chatted a bit, about this and that
but in the end there is a small rift between us, by the fact that are a few missing years
oh well....
but i still had a good time anyhow.

oh this friend of mine, she is a very pretty girl.

Anti-social

2004-11-16T22:33:00.000+08:00

what the hell is anti-social?
i looked up on the internet and this is what i found (there are much more, but i'm just too lazy) using Yahoo!;

(a) callous unconcern for the feelings of others;
(b) gross and persistent attitude of irresponsibility and disregard for social norms, rules and obligations;
(c) incapacity to maintain enduring relationships, though having no difficulty in establishing them;
(d) very low tolerance to frustration and a low threshold for discharge of aggression, including violence;
(e) incapacity to experience guilt and to profit from experience, particularly punishment;
(f) marked proneness to blame others, or to offer plausible rationalizations, for the behaviour that has brought the patient into conflict with society.

so....
as i look though the symptoms, i realise that i am not an anti-social person, repeat, I AM NOT AN ANTI-SOCIAL PERSON.
now the question is, what brought up this idea that i, am an anti-social?
i'd guess its because now that my girlfriend is away, i'm either at work or at home playing PS2. I HAVE NO FRIENDS!!!!!!!
so i thought that maybe i'm one of those cool anti-socials, which i'm not.
i guess i'm just a lonely loner. or as i prefer to call it, a lone wolf.
whatever.

oh btw, this is my first post, as a blogger.
i deserve an ang pow, some of you might understand.