Singapore gets dishonourable mention.

Woozy

Realised that its not the codeine that was making me woozy... its the anti-biotics that are farking up my system...

Shite... Can do with or without them... Sigh.

I have a long way to go before being waterproof. A long way... Sigh...

Grr...

Woke up on the wrong side of bed. Spoke 10 words today. Grunted the rest.

Leave me alone.

I'm so sick its not funny. *Cough* *Headache* and Nose that thinks its the Angel Falls.

What does it take? To be greaseproof paper?

From a Recent Conversation...

What if you have been brought up so high once before that you nothing is good enough for you anymore?

Life, romance and alcohol are all drugs.

Once you have tasted ambrosia, you crave for it, and actively seek it out. But you'll probably not find it anymore. Or even if you do, its just not the same as the first one you tasted.

You get disappointed, and disheartened. But still, the thirst drives you to seek it out.

But by and by, you forget how it first tasted. So, nothing tastes right, nothing is good enough.

And you are left alone. Thirsty.

Vicious cycle. Am I making sense?

Sianz

Don't farking feel like working. Feel damn sianz. Damn sleepy.

Nabeh.

Sobering.

Quote of the Day

Whoever first said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach was obviously rubbish in bed.

- British Writer, Julie Burchill

Sick and sad Japanese inventions

Bellucci

Hubba hubba, pic courtesy of JG.

Wet

This is farking good...

From Cowboy Caleb.

The Titans protecting the Hague.

Astronomical Clock

B1 is planning a trip to Prague, London, Berlin and Amsterdam in December with his gf. I am jealous can. =( This is the Clock in the Town Square. Sat here for 3 hours, the good life...

Eww... but damn funny. Haha.

Show me the money!

My blog is worth $15,807.12.
How much is your blog worth?

The Weekend

The weekend came and left in a blur.

A blur because I was working on Saturday and Sunday evening.

A blur cos I slept for a good part of Sunday.

A blur cos we had a lot of fun at the Erdinger Oktoberfest on Saturday evening. Where I drank so much good German beer that I lost time and could not remember how I got home. We were rowdy, danced on tables and indulged in a lot of merry making. That was my highlight of the weekend.

And now its Monday. 2 client meetings before lunch. 2 engagement contracts to draft. Urgh.

Second Wind~

5.30pm. Second Wind. Hope it lasts.

Caught

Is it an irony that the brand of cheese is called "Back Off"?

Lamb 2

Its hard when you want to say something to someone, but for reasons such as fear of rejection, lack of opportunity, you cannot and you don't.

Your speech sits on your mind, distracting you from your work, your life, your rest.

I am troubled.

Cringe... Haha.

Courtesy of JG

WORST GAY PICK UP LINES

1. I wish you were a door so I could slam you all day long.
2. (As you lick your finger and wipe on his shirt?) Now, let's get you out of these wet clothes.
3. Nice ass? What time does it open?
4. Do you work for UPS? I thought I saw you checking out my package.
5. You've got 206 bones in your body. Would you like one more?
6. Can I buy you a drink or do you just want the money?
7. I may not be the best looking guy in here but I'm the only one talking to you.
8. I'm a bird watcher and I'm looking for a Big Cocked Bed Thrasher. Have you seen one?
9. Do you want to play army? I'll lie down and you can blow the hell out of me.
10. I wish you were a Pony Carousel outside of Wal-Mart so I could ride you all day long for a quarter.
11. Oh, I'm sorry. I thought that was a Braille nametag.
12. I'd really like to see how you look when I'm naked.
13. You might not be the best looking guy in here but beauty is only a light switch away.
14. You must be the limp doctor because I've got a stiffy.
15. I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles and even farther for that little thing you do with your tongue.
16. If it's true that we are what eat, then I could be you by morning.
17. You know, if I were you, I'd have sex with me.
18. Fuck me if I'm wrong, but isn't your name Easy Bottom?
19. Those clothes would look great in a crumpled heap on my bedroom floor.
20. Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?
21. Hi! I'm Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me.
22. My name is John. Remember that? You'll be screaming it later.
23. My friend wants to know if you think I'm cute.
24. My name isn't Elmo but you can tickle me anywhere you want to.
25. I know milk does a body good but…DAMN! How much have you been drinking?
26. If you and I were the last men on earth, I'll bet we could do it in public.
27. Do you want to come over for some pizza and sex? No? Why? You don't like pizza?
28. Dude, I'm an American Express lover? You shouldn't go home without me.
29. Do you sleep on your stomach? No??? Can I?
30. Do you wash your dreams in Windex, because I can see myself in them.

Scary

Friday, and more Punishment

4 days - total number of hours of sleep = 22

I punished myself again last night. Met up with Su, Jo, Jean, Mos and Jun for dinner and a pint. Chilled and caught up. Laughter abound. It felt good, and recharging for the soul, after a long day's work.

Crawled into bed at 2.

My head hurts. And I still have to be conherent for 2 meetings today. Sigh. Friday, but it doesn't feel like it.

Lamb

OMG. She looks so gorgeous.

Venice 5

Venice 4

Venice 3

Venice 2

I remember sipping coffee here, sharing a tiramisu, and listening to the live classical music. Watching pigeons. Then it was dinner at a pizza place. I'll never eat Pizza Hut ever again.

Venice 1

For some reason, I cannot get Venice out of my head. I remember waking up early that morning, buying a coffee and a croissant, visiting Venice Market, and walking down both sides of the Rialto. The sun was up, and air was scented with salt. Lovely.

Bought a few trinkets of Murano glass from here.

Do it with a sheep.

Punishment

I am a sucker for punishment.

Wake up at 7am. Work in the office till 10pm. Go for coffee till 1am. Everynight. This week.

Got so tired that I was feeling high at the mamak.

I think my brain has very good selective long term memory.

A familiar face, a sweet smell, a place we've been to before.

Memories come flooding back.

Tired. Another long day. Nothing accomplished.

Me tired.

Eww...

A Flurry...

80 mails in one day. From members of the Friday Supper Club. At one point it was apparently 20 emails in 75 mins. The Andriod claims new ones were coming in as she was reading old ones. So fun. Heh.

I am bored.

No playing with the animals.

The News

A quick look through the headlines this morning.

1. Lee Wei Ling - I applaud her for her balls. And I totally agree with her. Singaporeans are generous to a fault. There must be more worthy receipients of "peanuts" out there. Why 'save' 2 children destined to live a bad quality of life?

2. Goalposts - The Govt has announced that they are removing the cap on % revenue allowed to be earned from the casino in the 'Integrated Resort'. One cannot help but feel as if our Govt has just taken us for a ride.

During the initial phase, when they were 'deciding' (when the decision was already made) whether to approve the resort, our dear Govt defended the decision by claiming that the casino would have its revenue capped to 20%? of the total resort takings. This soothed some naysayers. And now, our 'flexible' Govt claims investors have noted how it would be bad for ROI. Like duh. So now how?

We cannot protest, and our Govt is being flexible to change. But I cannot help but feel fucked over.

3. PTC - Go to jail for fare-cheating? WTF? Fix the farking system to stop under-charging and over-charging us first lah. Why don't we put the SBS Board in jail after they over-charge us over a limit?

4. Liew Syn Pau - Ascendas Chairman, charged under the Companies Act for lending money to another company to buy the principal's shares. I see him everyday, his office is next to mine.

Need inspiration. Tired. Sigh. Its only Monday.

Sick humour

Can someone explain whats so hot about Hsu Wei-Lun? She looks pretty normal what.

I'm feeling lousy. It being a hectic Monday doesn't help.

Her as she is now. Oh, how the little girls grow up so fast. Saw her pic in the papers today, didn't believe it was her, hence I googled.

Kyoko Fukada; Then - cute and saccharine

Same ol me

Over the weekend, I was pensive. About mortality, about friends, about the ones I love, and about me.

I've come to the realisation that as much as I think that I am different, that I have changed somewhat over the years, I am still me.

Same old me.

The wallflower at the parties. The grumpy one at home. The quiet one in a crowd.

Sad.

Inner Child?

Your Inner Child Is Angry

You're not an angry person. But when you don't get your way, watch out. Like a very manipulative kid, you will get what you want. Even if it takes a little kicking and screaming.

How Is Your Inner Child?

The Dreaded C

I just read a post about someone young who died from liver cancer.

Here.

His blog here.

He was young. I am not drinking from today onwards.

P.S. A friend of a friend just jumped on Wed. Met him for lunch on Mon. Death. Read the signs.

Come hither... Do you think she looks like Michelle Reis?

Fries

Have you heard of this urban legend about how if you leave McDonald's french-cut fries out in the open, they would not even grow mould for days? That's apparently because there is so little nutrition in it that mould does not find enough substrate to grow.

Anyway, there is a box of abandoned fries near where I alight at Buona Vista MRT station. As I walk past it everyday, I notice the state of decomposition and deterioration. Yesterday was the second day it has been there. The fries were still in a solid state, without any ants around it. As I walked past the box today, I realised that the fries have all turned into a powdery substance.

Now thats scary. With all the talk about trans-fatty acids and what they can potentially do to your insides. I think I'm gonna lay off fries for awhile.

Warnings

Was having a conversation with Hein, someone new I met last night. He was saying how gross and disgusting the pictures we have on our cigarette packs were. I told him that as scary the pictures were, they did not seem to be effective. I was wondering if pictures like these would work better instead.

Morning

Was tough trying to get out of bed this morning...

Perhaps it was because it was raining outside, and you know how good it is to sleep in on a rainy day.

It could be because I crawled in late last night, after a round of fluids at Fluid.

It could be because I drank too much fluid.

Anyway, have a long day again. Its not good to go to work with a slight hangover, and alcohol on my breath... mints, I need mints.

Back to the regularly scheduled program...

Exercise

Just in case people say I never update my blog with facts about me.

Recently the only exercise I have been getting is the shredding of papers with my hands. Too lazy to walk to the office shredder lah, which shreds at 5 pages in 30 secs. Bleurgh...

Shredding is fun! Highly therapeutic. Its not only the symbolic tearing away of work done, it also releases pent up rage. Try it!

Take Cover!!!!

Chicken

Its Wednesday, and I'm rushing around like Mike, the headless chicken who lived for 18 months without a brain. But am quite psyched up. Had a good chill night of dinner with a friend, drinks with some others, and I think I made the day for some people. Alls good. Now BACK TO WORK!

A lesson in being politically correct.

Starve a cold and feed a fever? I'm feeling feverish... really! =P

The inside.

Shine

Shine. Mon's art gallery in Shanghai. It just had its soft launch. How exciting!

How to Tell if you are a Londoner

1. You say "the City" and expect everyone to know which one.

2. You have never been to The Tower of London or Madame Tussauds but love Brighton

3. You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Shepherds Bush to Elephant & Castle at 3:30 on the Friday before a long weekend, but can't find Dorset on a map.

4. Hookers and the homeless are invisible.

5. You step over people who collapse on the Tube.

6. You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multilingual.

7. You've considered stabbing someone.

8. Your door has more than three locks.

9. You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression.

10. You call an 8' x 10' plot of patchy grass a garden.

11. You consider Essex the "countryside".

12. You think Hyde Park is "nature".

13. You're paying £1,200 a month for a studio the size of a walk-in wardrobe and you think it's a "bargain".

14. Shopping in suburban supermarkets and shopping malls gives you a severe attack of agoraphobia.

15. You pay more each month to park your car than most people in the UK pay in rent.

16. You pay £3 without blinking for a beer that cost the bar 28p.

17. You actually take fashion seriously.

18. You have 27 different take-away menus next to your telephone.

19. The UK west of Heathrow is still theoretical to you.

20. You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

21. Your idea of personal space is no one actually physically standing on you.

22. £50 worth of groceries fit in one plastic bag.

23. You have a minimum of five "worst cab ride ever" stories.

24. You don't hear sirens anymore.

25. You've mentally blocked out all thoughts of the city's air/water quality and what it's doing to your insides.

26. You live in a building with a larger population than most towns.

27. Your cleaner is Portuguese, your grocer is Somali, your butcher is Halal, your deli man is Israeli, your landlord is Italian, your laundry guy is Filipino, your bartender is Australian, your favourite diner owner is Greek, the watch seller on your corner i s Senegalese, your last cabbie was African, your newsagent is Indian and your local English chippie owner is Turkish.

28. You wouldn't want to live anywhere else until you get married.

29. You roll your eyes and say 'tsk' at the news that someone has thrown themselves under a tube train.

30. Your day is ruined if you don't get a copy of Metro on the way to work.

Tis is not good. I'm running a fever. Brain is frying, neck is aching. Eyes are burning. Hope its not dengue. Bleargh.

Work flow of an unsafe player. Hilarious!

Norika Fujiwara

I would blog if I had the time, or the inspiration lah. My comp at home is busted, and it doesn't look good to blog in the office.

Anyway my life is so boring there is nothing to blog about mah. What, blog about how it was one person who complained and hence put 2 bloggers in jail? That after reading Sunday's paper on the standards of "male escorts" in Singapore, I think I'd make a better one and hence am considering changing my line of work? That I slept 16 hours on Sunday? Haha.

No life, nothing to blog about lah. So. There.

Its Monday morning, and I have a 9 am meeting. And another this evening. Its going to be a long day. Have a good monday ppl. =(

*whee...*

A great way to start the morning. Its Friday! Michelle Reis.

Finally, ice cream men can enjoy. =P

I'm not too sure this will sell. Cock-flavoured soup? Its a big serving for sure, its Jamaican. And its bound to be real hot stuff. =P

Weird dreams

You know work is getting to you when you start having weird dreams about it.

I dreamt that I went to see a doctor to obtain an MC from work last night. How weird is that?

The dream starts off with a party at my place, where all manner of friends and people I had not seen in awhile stream into my living room, bringing gifts of booze. Nursing a hangover, I decided to go see a doctor to pontang work. She gives me Vitamin B and a jab of Paracetamol (just because she knows I'm faking it).

I woke up thinking I need not go to work. Then reality hit. Sigh...

Next time, no more beer and dim sum before bed.

For the very sad people.

True or not? Heh.

A Collection of Random Ramblings

Just realised that I haven't really typed properly in this blog for awhile. So here is a collection of the random thoughts that have been passing through...

1. I was so tired last night that I fell asleep at 9, just after dinner. Was so tired my brain was not functioning properly, couldn't even remember the name of the German beer I drink. (P.S> its Erdinger)

2. I woke up at 2.30am. Had a bad dream involving my boss, a client meeting and him doing sit-ups on the floor during the meeting. Must be a combination of my anxieties of not exercising enough and work. Sigh...

3. I woke up thinking I had to go to work. Looked at the clock after sending out a few text messages and realised it was still bedtime. Looked out of the window and realised it was raining. Turned off my noisy aircon and stared out into the streets for a good 5 mins, listening to the drumming of the raindrops on the roof, with my mind just blank. Went back to bed.

4. Jessie, my colleague, has left the company. Her wedding is on Saturday. Apparently, there is no corkage charge. Thinking of what poison to bring, so I can make my Chinese colleague drunk and hence a fool of himself. (hey, they can drink maotai, lets see them drink wine... heh heh)

5. Meeting James, a friend of a friend from the UK. Deciding where to bring him. Paulauner for Oktoberfest? Or AlleyBar, close to his hotel. Must email him later.

6. Women.

7. Work sucks. 'Nuff said.

8. More to come. I'll just add it during the day. Back to work! Sigh.

Smile

Damn sleepy. Mind wandering off... Do you know what I think is the most important aspect of a woman? Her smile. Heh. Sorry, random thought.

Trainwreck

Feeling like a train ran over me today, but still I have BIG grin on my face.

Learnt something new last night when B1 and I were scouring the island for food.

Mom and Pops decided to go to KL over the weekend till today, so there was no food at home. Being a good brother, B1 decided to pick me up from work and take me to somewhere special for dinner. Did you know that most atas dining places are closed on Mondays? What the hwell. We settled for chicken rice outside my house instead.

Oh well.