Apparently, This One Has No Title

Lately I have been thinking of what items to sell over the worldwide web. I've been doing this stuff since 2000 and yet I don't have my own personal website or an e-store. Now blogshops are popping up like mushrooms after heavy rain and I am so so so keen to open up one. I have some ideas in mind but given the process to actually produce the items versus the costs versus the ultimate retail price, I give up. It's way too cost unfriendly at the moment.

So what do I do now? Ponder ponder and still doing just that and while I am at that the thick book of ideas keep on flowing. It's better to plan than to have none.

On work:

A stressed out person who doesnt look the part. When the body starts acting up and spewing symptoms I can't ignore, that's mi. Mi dolce vita.

Barack Obama is the 44th President-Elect

Finally, the dawn of a new horizon. Obama won. I am hopeful that he's not only the better choice but also the better person with good unflagging conscience to run the vast land of the US of A.

I am so happy that McCain didn't make it, not so much because of him but because I despise Sarah Palin - that dimwit, god-fearing Christian bitch whose teenage daughter got pregnant out of wedlock and goes animal hunting just for fun. [Sarah Palin Slaughters a Caribou]

In the meantime, I just hope Obama is going to be safe and well. Why am I saying so? In Chinese, the number 44 is very bad luck indeed. It means Death. If Nostradamus' predictions are to be believed, the top post will be filled by a woman. Hillary Clinton is one and she's next in line - IF something happens to Obama.

In the foreseeable future, for the good mankind, let's all hope that nothing untowards happen to him like accident, or assasination. I feel he is the next possible best president after JFK. God Bless.

What Do I Miss Most?

After hearing a troubling news early October, I felt disenchanted for a while but deep down in my heart, I know for sure that life is just gonna get better from here.

Meantime, to kill the boredom, I've been thinking about something that I've missed for a while.

Dancing!

I miss dancing and losing myself to great music in a great club with nice patrons around. The last time I did that was Bangkok's Qbar. And Zeta, PJ Hilton.

I have a happy feet now. Just need the perfect environment and perfect friends to hang out with.

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Yay! Google Chrome has Crashed!

Tip : How to Open Calendar in Outlook Express

What happen when someone send you a calendar appointment from Microsoft Outlook, but you are using Outlook Express (OE) which does not support calendar? How then, to open and view the calendar appointment content?

Very simple really. The idea is to save the Calendar from OE and then open it using Microsoft Outlook.

You probably see something like this in your OE.

BEGIN:VCALENDAR
PRODID:-//Microsoft Corporation//Outlook 12.0 MIMEDIR//EN
VERSION:2.0

.........blablablabla.................................

END:VALARM
END:VEVENT
END:VCALENDAR


Not so readable, isn't it? Well follow these instructions and you will be able to open and view it nicely in Microsoft Outlook (to do this, you must have Microsoft Outlook already installed in your system)

1. Just copy exactly from the part where it says "BEGIN:VCALENDAR" to "END:VCALENDAR".

2. Paste that to a Notepad and do a Save with a .ICS extension (instead of using .TXT). You can name it whatever you want, for example "mycal.ics"

4. Double click and it will automatically open up Outlook and it's in your Outlook Calendar already.

Gone Too Soon

You're gone too soon, to a better place. Watch the faces now, looking down at you as you're laid to rest, all teary eyed and heart broken, because of you, all for you. Sweetheart, you could have seen many more sunrises. You could have lived long and loved well. You could have seen how the world turns old and grey. You could have. But God, he loves you more.




Like a comet blazing across the evening sky, gone too soon
Like a rainbow fading in the twinkling of an eye, gone too soon
Shiny and sparkly and splendidly bright, here one day, gone one night
Like the loss of sunlight on a cloudy afternoon, gone too soon
Like a castle built upon a sandy beach, gone too soon
Like a perfect flower that is just beyond your reach, gone too soon
Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight, here one day, gone one night
Like a sunset dying with the rising of the moon, gone too soon

Love and prayer to your soul, Clive James. Rest well.

Passion Is

Rockband is seriously fun, no wonder it's the talk of the town. At such a price (way over RM2K for the whole set), it should be worth every single sen spent. Though I like Rockband terribly, I am glad to report that I am not a junkie yet.

I suck at the guitar, even more so at the drum, but at least I could hummmmmm some of the tune without getting less than 50% rating. Good enough lah.

The list of songs are quite limited and strictly Rock gila babi. My favorites are Creep by Radiohead, Learn To Fly by Foo Fighters, In Bloom by Nirvana, I Think I'm Paranoid by Garbage, Say It Ain't So by Weezer (I was actually hoping for the inclusion of some good numbers like Perfect Situation, Buddy Holly or The Damage In Your Heart). The only Bon Jovi song in the list is Wanted Dead or Alive which I don't really fancy. Other than that, some of the songs selected by Harmonix beg the question, "What the fuck?"

I still prefer Nintendo Wii over Rockband anytime. Just one try at it and I'm hooked already, body mind and soul.

Expensive games. Huhuhu.... For now, I'll stick to my favorite and free-to-play Scrabulous. I am Scrab fab most time until Bongo beat me left, right and center.

Yo, Bongo, bila mau claim your NZN?

Anywayz, been toying with the idea of having 50s hairstyle - big natural wave but my stylist was against it. Let's see, maybe when I manage to get my hair length past my shoulder, then I could insist on getting that perm. He's always love short 'do on me. Four months ago he did a fabulous pixie haircut. And I loved it.

This is the style I want but I didn't get.

Today, I paid my favorite stylist a visit again. I went in looking drab but when I walked out from the salon, there's that million-dollars-feeling again. However this time, it took a couple of hours getting used to the structured bob ala Cleopatra with slanting geometric fringe.

Came out with this stylo.

Although the fringe is slanting and not straight

Which could be styled like this

Or, like this

This. Feels. Good.

Best Albums I Ever Purchased

This is a blog about the best albums I ever purchased.

• NIRVANA
  Nevermind
  
• SILVERCHAIR
  Neon Ballroom
  
• BABYLON ZOO
  Boy With The X-Ray Eyes
  
• OASIS
  What's The Story Morning Glory
  
• THE CALLING
  Camino Palmero, II
  
• GOO GOO DOLLS
  Dizzy Up The Girl, Let Love In
  
• BOYZ II MEN
  Legacy: The Greatest Hits Collection, Evolution
  
• BON JOVI
  Cross Road, Crush
  
• JEWEL
  This Way, 0304
  
• YANNI
  The Collection, Love Songs, Tribute, Gold, Ultimate Yanni, If I Could Tell You, In Celebration of Life, In My Time, Dare To Dream, Devotion : The Best of Yanni

Animal Army Babylon Zoo


In Bloom Nirvana


Anthem for the Year 2000 Silverchair


Our Lives The Calling


Some Might Say Oasis


Save The World Bon Jovi


Life Uncommon Jewel


Face In The Photograph Yanni

*To be continued..

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Mary, Mary Quite Contrary

A 'rock fell to the ground' (sort of) in the form of cousin Mary. It was Wednesday - the sudden public holiday announced by the PM. I had the day planned but her last minute call on Tuesday evening means I will have to re-schedule. Killjoy!

I had to get her from KLS then to her place. Had to show her how to get around from her apartment to her training center. In between the walk, the ride, the food, the drink, the ...whatever, I had to listen to her never ending questions. If I don't answer, she will repeat herself. No escape!

An inquisitive character she is, bordering on the really busy body type. And just so you know it, I FVCKING HATE QUESTIONS. So to pacify myself, it's okay, I thought, juuuuust for Wednesday. I was wrong.

She found me on Thursday and Friday and Saturday and Sunday. In the days after her arrival on Wednesday, I had to endure questions, more questions and continuous flow of questions. They are all seemingly innocent questions but as I have mentioned already, refer above statement in big caps.

Let me give you an example. On the topic of living, here are just a few of the many questions I had to face...

Where do you live? Is it far from here? About half an hour or more? How much is it if by cab? Is there a bus going there? Is there a 'commuter' going there? Ok, is there LRT going there? Who do you live with? What race are they? Are they good? How did you know them? Can you trust them? Are they trustable? How do you know you can trust them? Are they working? What are they working as? Are they your colleagues? Do they work nearby your office? How old are they? Single or married? Do you cook? Do they cook? What do you guys eat everyday?

For once, I really wanted to tell her to STOP BEING A BUSY BODY but out of 'respect' (she's a lot older than moi), I just have to be content saying it out loud in the head. You probably think I made that up, but that's the truth and it's not screwed.

I spent the whole Saturday afternoon till 10pm with her at MV. Towards the evening, when my legs and knees couldn't take it anymore, I told her to do her shopping on her own and I will be movie-watching on my own while waiting for her.

I went to GSC Signature, paid RM20 for a Premiere ticket. But 10 minutes into the show and about to sink into the whole RM20 worth of experience, the guy behind my chair started to periodically 'accidentally' knocked my chair. If you have been to Premiere halls, you probably noticed the legs space between the rows of chairs are so bloody spacious a cow could practically sleep there.

It really is inconsiderate for the motherfucker behind me to do that. Considering my agitated state of mind thanks to Mary's ceaseless verbal 'prodding' earlier, I was considerably calm when I politely told the guy not to rock my chair because I feel uncomfortable and nauseous.

He did not reply. Zzzip. Quiet.

Still, throughout the movie, he kicked the back of my chair more than a couple of times. See, polite seldom works?

Right after the movie ended, I stood up, turned around to face him and said, Hey you, you know there are alot of space between your chair and mine, yet you still kick my chair when I asked you not to!

Instead of apologizing, he had a smirk on his face while saying, Is it? Is it? Is it?

He was pretending to be dumb and challenging me, sort of. Hah! Okay. Sengaja wan lah...

He probably didn't anticipate what I did next. With my vocal 2 notches higher, I told him off (right in front of the other moviegoers) : Of course you did. Are you pretending to be stupid or is your vocabulary really that limited?

He was sitting then, but upon hearing my rather loud 'comment', he quickly stood up and hissed, Bitch!

Hah! Wrong turn.

I replied, Ahhhh yes, apparently I am BUT only to deserving people, LIKE YOU. And apparently too, you only LOOK rich from the outside, what with all the brands from head to toe, but money does not seem to be able to buy YOU brain and manners. Oh wait, by BITCH you mean your girlfriend? That's her naaaaaaaame? The one who deep-throated you just now? Hah! Makes perfect sense now!

He's probably stumped so before he could utter a reply, I left as fast as I could. Hah! I bite! I do!

Eventful? Yes, indeed. I screwed someone.

Stressful? Definitely. My legs, my waist, my knees, my feets, my entire system. I am aching all over.

Brain damage? After all that interrogations, I am almost there.

Right after sending Mary back to her apartment, I thought of taking a rest on Sunday so I told her, Hey I am not coming to see you tomorrow, I need to do my laundry and some other things plus I don't really feel well already, I need rest. You have been here a few days already, I am sure you know your way around to the nearby shops to find food and do your shopping.

By then, I had sore throat, headache, slight fever as I was hot all over and it was that time of the month too. She said, okay no problem.

But that was yesterday.

Today (Sunday), she called up to inform me she's lost in Sg Wang and to please come find her.

I was sleeping the whole day, not because I wanted to, but because I wasn't feeling well. Terrible headache.

Well, I told her this, Can you just ask any of the sales assistant in the shopping mall to help you or find information counter and ask for the way?

But she wouldn't listen. In the end, she said, she'll wait for me to fetch her no matter how long it takes for me to arrive because she is lost and couldn't find her way out. KNNCCB!!!

Seriously! Age isn't a measure of how well a person uses his/her brain to think.

I am not going to blog what happened after. Just enough to make me edgy and an ass, right till this moment.