Saturday, April 06, 2002

12.35pm. Am still concerned about Cutebutt. It's not worth it, dudette.

Was up til 6.30am... ouch. Think i was half-asleep in front of the telly while some stupid movie was on. Movies on ASTRO arent as fun as they used to be. Or perhaps i'm just plain fed up of the telly. Idiot box it is.

Gotta get going. soon. Weekend, yeah yeah. Get to laze, yippee. Most excellent pastime, that. Is there such a word as 'allthetime' as opposed to pastime?

DAMMIT i haven't bought my tree yet. And a multitude of other items which i was supposed to this morn. Die lah this time.

Taaaaaa
I bought a book i've been eyeing. So when i came across some moolah, heheh there i went to the Kikokuniya (damn i cannot get the spelling and pronunciation right, i just say Kiko-something-or-other!) and pulled it off the shelf. Liberated it, more like it. It'd be a shame to sit there for years in that amazingly huge bookstore in KLCC, gathering dust for years, til one of my progeny decides to take it home.

My latest acquisition's called The Art and Practice of Astral Projection. Obscure enough for ya? I just love that topic. OBE, astral projection, astral travel. Stuff like this is more real to me than, say, politics or capitalism. I haven't started on this book. It might just join the ranks of my other books, unread to date:

1. The Vampire Armand, Anne Rice .... halfway through, somehow haven't opened it in weeks. Anne Rice is my favourite author to date.... sexy, poetic, substantial. Until crap like Violin, that is.

2. Filth, Irvine Welsh.... halfway through as well. Think i need a dictionary for this English book. Anyone seen the movie Trainspotting? Hahaha! There is a segment there with English subtitles. This is THE movie to watch. Filth, the book... the title says it all.

3. Men are From Mars, Women Are from Venus, John Gray. Stupid arse writes a book telling us what we already know. Makes millions. I'll pay anyone to take this away from me. Woops, Aunt Ju, thanks for giving it to me. I know I've got problems with women. Thank you for hammering it home.

Nuff said for the mo... Happy weekend y'all.

I'M SAD. And i don't like to be sad. Don't do it, Cutebutt. I will listen to you. Just talk to me. OK. I am here.

Friday, April 05, 2002

If you could read my mind, love / What a tale my heart would tell.....

My eyes are stuck together, i can hardly see, it's a morning thang, i'm not used to this.

I'm looking forward to a good day. I'm up at this hour, aren't I? I better have a good day.

Off i go to the big bad city. Put in my share of greenhouse gasses. Methane, carbon oxides, and all that.

And i wish you, my lovely ones, a happy day.





Seems my brains (if i've any left, going by the poisons going into my bod) works only after midnight. Shit, if it worked during the day, i'd be rich. And hardworking. Efficient even. *sigh* What is it with the night?

I had a most lovely evening. With my mates from LP - Viva le LP24! And we practically planned our whole year ahead, with some exciting programmes and trips. I do so enjoy travelling.... Daffodil, did u get bitten by them fish? Envious that you'd be watching those live colourful fish up close and personal.

I remember that time when i saw live saltwater fish in full splendour. Me and my 2 mates - Hari, Surin - were in Langkawi for some duty-free imbibing, but during the day we did manage to put in some sightseeing. Ended up on an round-the-islands boat tour, which is the must-do in Langkawi. Off we went ... and when i jumped off the boat, there they were, in all colours of the rainbow, swimming around my ankles. This image has never left me, til now. That's why i'm pretty fixed on having such a holiday, snorkelling, and perhaps even scuba-diving.... mmmm...

That trip was a very memorable one... the 4WD we rented... getting pissed as soon as we landed... the long journey itself. Seems like yesterday, but it's been many years. Let's DO IT AGAIN! yeah.

My brains, oh where art thou, brains of mine.... where have i left them....

Thursday, April 04, 2002

I had marvellous time last night. I knew i was in for it when Christopher called me. Woo hooo!!! It's a good thing to have a party, but... damn the booze is just extreme lah. Too much alcohol promotes decadence and ... whatever. I love club music! The beats just makes me come alive... sexy... and i still don't know the e-bunny joke. Someone in the know please enlighten me. Damn, I haven't seen so many clubs in a night for a long time...

Waking up after such excess is no fun at all, too. adoi. If there weren't so many things on my mind, i'd be asleep lor. Sleep til evening... hey i just heard from my pal browncow... (see comments page) I'll always remember those glorious inebriated moments we shared with the old posse. You all are always a bunch of laughs... now sorely missed, happily married, har har.

Later, alligators.

Wednesday, April 03, 2002

NO-ONE commments on this blog! Boo Hoo. Yes, cl_tan, 'tis my input here on this blog. Weird??? Hardly, my dear. Nothing weird here, just the waste material of a demented mind.

Tuesday, April 02, 2002

I just bought a chemical toilet cleaner at the shops nearby. That was driven by the disgusting-looking toilet of mine. Even I have the shivers using it. So, along came the GoodMaid Power Cleaner for toilets. AND it works. (Do i get paid for plugging the brand?) As for the rest of my abode... know of any good contract cleaning companies? Last i looked, there were broken glass, one half-empty beer can, chips wrappers, rotting chillies, etc. AND i haven't gone into the fridge even. UURRGGGHHHH.

Another unproductive day. *sigh* Think i need some head adjustment. No, not the alcoholic variety. Perhaps a trip to the beach. Watch the stars. Breathe in the salty cool night breeze. Haven't done that too long. I want to so bad. But, my purported commercial activities... keep me here in town. What a load of excuses i give myself!
DO NOT WATCH "RESIDENT EVIL". Leave brains at door if you do. The only thing worth viewing is Milla Jovovich. And Michelle Rodriguez. Does anyone have a copy of 'Girlfight'? Daffodil, u got that movie? Highly acclaimed but a rare find even in this pirate-infested marketplace. My self-confessed movie buff pal... Good of you to call, i think my mind was somewhere-lah. You know lah, thinking about work, finances and the such...catch me at night, okay, and we'll share a laugh. Or two. Or three. AND I HATE YOU for that sojourn to the island paradise. Have a superb holiday, is what i'm saying. Share some nice pics as well ok! : )

Back to Resident Evil... horrid horrid horrid. Boring predictable stupid. Only Milla saves the day... eye candy. Methinks the hotblooded males of the world will start salivating and sales of Kleenex will go up 25% with the release of this movie. I think the poor gal is being exploited. If you've seen THE FIFTH ELEMENT you'll know what i mean. The similarities are obvious. She can't act. So... show her bod off. Can't go wrong there. It's Milla you know. Supermodel extraordinaire. So i give the movie half-a-star. For Milla's body part's acting abilities. Or lack of. Or whatever.

Back to capitalist activities now.

I'm royally screwed. Am gonna be toast. AM in the deep end. Time to get my backside off the comfort of this chair, and do battle out there, in the big bad world. Taaaa.... later then.

Monday, April 01, 2002

My day STARTS now. Firstly, am off to the bank... then it's MAKAN-TIME! think i'll have my usual curry, fried chicken, veggies, and rice... great way to start the day.

HAPPY MOVIE FOR THE DAY:
Austin Powers, International Man of Mystery!!! HAHAHAHA Never fails to make me roll around the floor. Anytime, everytime. THIS is prime comedy, lah. Everyone should watch this at least once in their lives. Methinks i watch too many movies.
The future's so bright, i gotta wear shades.

That WILL be the case if our poor urban trees get chopped down at this rate.
Hey let's all plant at least ONE tree, somewhere. I'm gonna do my bit this week.
A nice, shady tree in my garden. It will be lovely! Tell more about it as it grows and grows majestically.

I love that episode of 'Friends' with that song, 'Smelly Cat'. Can't remember the inspiration for it but it cracks me up everytime it comes up.
I'm gonna have my own song. 'Smelly Egg'. An ode to an Easter egg.
I find the chicken-and-egg quandary pretty amusing too. Only attempted when inebriated.

Happy day to you all.



it's 1pm. my eyes are still almost stuck together. i really should go get the crap cleaned off me.
I LOVE MY NEW MODEM. so far it hasn't disconnected itself. Great stuff. Two thumbs up.
My guess was right. X-Files comes on 3.30am. Seen this episode. Will go sleep soon. Revel in the sweet surrender which is sleep... Looking forward to an excellent week.
No-one's put any orders yet for the ultra-cool black crystal bracelet. Perhaps i should put a pic of it up.
If eggs could cry, mine would. No-one wants to adopt it. *sigh* What would i do? Keep it to myself... yeah. Don't think it would be edible after all the creativity that has gone into it. Ah well. No need to put forth the chicken and egg question. Tis the egg, for sure, that will go to the bin.

Sunday, March 31, 2002

I FEEL SICK. Cos i read the papers on a daily basis. Palestinians and Israelis killing each other, for decades. Fools. Malaysians killing each other. Idiots. Malaysians chewing out the Singaporeans, in a love-hate tango which is gonna go on forever. Americans killing Afghans. Americans taking a swing at their enemy of choice every decade or so. One high-ranking Malaysian Military Official did tell me a theory why the Americans do it. Perhaps someday I'll let it out. If it's not a national secret... huh.

Malaysians fighting over the Spratlys. Is that tug-of-war still going on, where half of South Asia is attempting to gain control of the place? Seems a media blackout here.

Hey it's time we put a fucking end to war. Watching war movies make me sick. WHY WHY WHY???? Damn isn't that what the political process is for, a civilised avenue to amicably settle conflicts without loss of limb and life? Why the fuck is it not working? Is it really necessary to resort to such acts of violence, sometimes on a massive scale as to wipe out entire races??? Why the genocide, why the killings, why the need for an armed force??? Didn't the frigging Cold War end a long time ago??? Does the frigging US always have to identify an ENEMY so as to justify their defence budgets and their weapons industry?

It starts with one. That's YOU and ME. It's not up to the LEADERS to determine peace. It's in me. It's in You. Look around. I see people, with feelings and emotions, with hopes of love and peace. If we were all to share these same qualities to all and sunder, I'd believe we'd start the creation of a beautiful society. I do my part. No doubt it's hard. Let's share our smiles. Let's offer our hearts. Let's dispose of our prejudices, our fears and insecurities, our deeply-ingrained biased Malaysian mindset. Oh call me a stupid dreamer, a hopeless romantic, an idealist. This is possible. Remember that movie "Pay It Forward"? It is that easy, starting from the power of one.

SO what are you gonna do? What am I gonna do, is what i should ponder upon.

On a lighter note... the fact that Paula Malai's getting married is breaking some of us male's hearts. Sob sob.
HEY i met another person who doesn't know of the PPG. Hmmm. Think i'll add a link to enlighten you heathen.
I MADE AN EASTER EGG today. It is a cool little thing, and it's now sitting in my vehicle dashboard, waiting for a lucky recipient. Or perhaps i shall keep it there til the insides turn greenish-black and i might sell it off as a century egg. Hey it isnt often that i get 'creative' and get down to actually achieving something. A bolt of lightning must've struck me last night when i was asleep, and i woke up inspired.

What is a poet's muse? Did anyone see that crappy movie with Sharon Stone in it, 'The Muse'? Didn't think so. Well... i suppose a poet's muse could be anything... a spirit, a plant, an object of beauty and affection... What's YOUR muse of choice?
AM BACK!!! Tis good. Feels complete now. IT's been gloomy, rainy and stormed out lately. Pretty much reflects the national psyche.