it's 12pm and i'm hardly awake. there doesnt seem to be much life here in town. everyone's at work. and perhaps i should be too.

good news for the day - i'm getting my car back! FYI it's been...err... how shall i put it... in the safekeeping of the finance company for a few months! hee hee. even though i don't have much affection for that car, it would be good to see it again. at least i'd be able to get around a lot easier. one of em crappy Satrias, with things falling apart... first thing would be for me to change the muffler cos it makes way too much noise! people know i'm on my way about half a km away. something a little subtler would be nice. and the amplifier - just can't live without music, and the present one's busted from sonic overdose. IF it's still in the car, that is... anyone nicking that unit won't have much luck with it, anyways.

uurrrggghhh need to lie back for a while... the reflexology session was just too good last night. not only were my feet assaulted, my head, back and arms were given adequate attention as well. oh for a slice of heaven. FYI the place is called Rest, Relax and Reflex (catchy name, that!) located at 4th Floor KLCC(top floor with all the beauty salons and medical centres) and also at Sri Hartamas, somewhere around the Souled Out there. after a hard day, it's the loveliest.

taaa have a nice day...

wonder how my newly-married buddy is doing. probably as frustrated as ever. somehow this particular institution holds no fascination for me. i'd love to make babies though. little cute innocent empty vessels just waiting to be filled with the crap the world has to offer. no worries i know where i'll be coming from when i get to that point.

ohhhh yeaaahhhh seems like i've been semi-residing in Sri Hartamas the past few days, starting from Saturday. every night chillin' out there... Uncle Don's becoming too much of a regular hangout. and my lungs, filled with smoke from the hookah... can't be good having all that smoke in me, can it?

i know this woman. she's tall, beautiful, big smile, and a seemingly endless supply of optimism. she's also got cancer and it's spreading like wildfire. at this moment in time she's so full of life, energy and light, that i've got a lot to learn. Carpe diem. Seize the moment. that's what she's doing. not taking any minute for granted. how many minutes do we really have? this particular lady - WOW! she's infectious in her will to LIVE and make it through the day. i could hardly believe when she said she vomits blood every day. it's never fair is it, dear God.

And here i am, this useless lazy piece of shit, not worthy of the air i breathe, uncaring and selfish. and in almost-perfect health. it's never fair, dear God. and tonight i believe in the power of prayer. I pray for you, for the difference you've made in those around you. I pray that your strength, power, and optimism will prevail over all. Thank you for the lessons. This life we take for granted. God will listen to my prayer tonight. I want Him to. This world needs a candle in these times of darkness. And not have that light snuffed out when it's about to shine so bright. God please no no no no.

It's never fair is it.

seize the moment. i must.

AVOID SCOOBY DOO THE MOVIE AT ALL COSTS!!! Unless you're below 5 years of age (or possess an equivalent mental age.) Caught up on my sleep then. OH GOOD LORD! with an A-List cast, why was that movie ever made??? there goes Freddie Prinze Jr and Matthew Lilliard's careers.... UUURRGGGHHHH!!!! No 1 movie in the US???? says a lot of the Americans, not that there was ever any doubt about that.

Think i'll dig up Pulp Fiction or Trainspotting and regain my sanity.

and what a wedding that was. never been to a wedding where the prevalent feeling in the air was tension and dislike. one big thought going thru my mind was, What the hell is this function about??? Why the hell are these 2 idiots getting married for?? But.. of course, as best man, and being obligated to say a few words at dinner-time, i reserved my comments and just wished them best of luck. Luck in humongous proportions required.
Groom didn't even bother to turn up for the better for his own wedding as well. Usual self. Drunk for own wedding. Hmmm. Does not bode well. Especially if the only words out of the bride's mouth, on her wedding day, is 'I'm so disappointed with your friend.' Broke my heart to hear those words.

sad sad day it was, having sulky bride and groom, fathers and mothers. does not bode well.

lots of stuff to do today so off i go, into the heat of the day. taaa