Horrible Singing

Damn, she looked so fine. Traffic in town was insane. Seriously, it was 8 p.m and it was jammed packed worse than the morning rush hour.
Anyhow, we got to Ipanema pretty much on time. I gotta say, that place is spacious. Maybe it's because it's not 10p.m yet. Anyway the menu. Food selection looks very good, and spoilt for choices. Most of them have Italian name i couln't pronounce. I had the tenderloin beef thing and she had beef shank. Medium rare.

Drinks on the other hand were a little bare. Most of it were beers, wines, cocktails. Thankfully, there was orange juice and I had myself Kampai.

Zack & Wee Na came in a little later and had their orders taken, non-military definition of course. Service is good, though i was a little irked at the speed which our food took. Zack had their orders delivered to them before our dish arrived. It arrived some moments later, nice and hot. Though I had only one complaint, I had asked for mash, they gave me fries. Sure they're potatoes, but I want it mashed. Meh.

Other than that, the dishes are well done to our specification. Another good place to go other than the Junk. And like the Junk, the price/portion is very good, comparable to places like The Junk & Bla Bla Bla. From the dress to the dinner was all planned. It was the wine at Mojo that went impromptu.

When we got there around 10, Mojo was getting a steady flow of customers. And i had no idea the placed was packed. I mean, the tables were all booked! Finally got the chance to share the Mead wine, or Honey wine with her. Her pallate approved. Zack loves it. Wee Na loves it.

Kudos to Mojo management for the free condoms bit. If people are feeling frisky tonight, they might as well do it safely. Too bad our chicks didnt get free thongs. Mmm...

Bunny Babes! White furry, fluffy ears, snub tail and really cute & somewhat short. I have no idea why a bunny, maybe it's because bunnies humps each other so much and so often and little one's pops up like cute little pop-up, things.

Kiss Booth! RM20, a tequila shot and a a kiss from a Bunny Babe. Look, guys, it's a KISS! Not a peck or touch of the lips. If Zack and myself are single and aren't attached with our woman, we'd show the guys there how to REALLY kiss. With the Kiss Booth Bunny Babe, you sick freak.

Gerald, Mojo owner promptly poured me a full glass shot of Tequila with Tabasco sauce just because I asked if any cocktails in the menu were appropriate for male concumptoin. I found out that cocktails are mean't for female concumption, or reccomended for females. With that in mind, I paid for my generous shot of Tequila and downed in. Nature Boy vocal stage entry signature ensued, 3 times, I lost count after that.

Zack suggested that our chicks get a shot of tequila too. Both said no, which I figured that's what they would say, but then Dulcy suprised me by saying she'll do it for half a shot. Wee Na agreed and bottom's up ensued. Of course Zack & myself got the 1 1/2 right after.

We left Mojo early but Zack & Wee Na stayed back. And passing out in bed right after I lied down wraps up a memorable time.

Kampai + Honey wine + unknown white wine chosen by our chicks + 3 1/2 shots of tequila with tabasco sauce (other 1/2 Dulcy drank) = me still feeling the aftermath.

S.A.D

Aye, today is the day when the streets are crawling with hawkers and flower sellers on the go selling red/pink, romantic-quality gifts. Their quarry, unsuspecting, innocent, sex-ed up couples.

What are the chances of them entering an establishment and begin selling their wares?

Anyway, earlier on Hitz.fm I was listening to JJ & Rudy. Instead of calling it Valentine's Day, they've taken upon themselves to declare from this moment forth, a Single's Awareness Day, or S.A.D. And their war cry of the day (if you call it that) is, whenever singles see a couple, say "NYEH!" (Best phonetic spelling)

Dance Inside

The title came from a line in a song i was listening to. I know I should be used to this sight, but I'm still getting my head around this. Every time the pay check comes in, it's a wonderful feeling to see the amount of money in your account... Then you realise, you have bills to pay, and in under a few clicks or a few push buttons at the ATM machine, it's down to the small, minute, kinda pathetic value that it once was just a few moments ago...

Anyway, last weekend was a major cleanup at my house. 1, was because the Chinese New Year celebration is coming up and; 2, my grandma is at my uncle's for a while so it's a good time to really clear up the place.

The dust and cobwebs from the nooks and cranny are expected, though what scared me was the tons of stuff that was kept! Seriously, how did my grandma managed to keep all those stuff? What stuff you ask? Empty bottles, containers, magazines, pencil's, you name it, it's probably there.

And I still haven't cleared up my room yet. Stuff has got to go, and more stuff to be add in. Sigh. Then there's the dust cleaning, web clearing to do.

From the house clean up, I found some stuff i didn't expect to find. Firstly, my casing. Well, it wasn't much of a suprise because it was in plain sight but i never thought of a use for it till now. Then there were roughly cut-up pieces of polycarbonate from my dormant custom case project.

...

I better make those happen. Not to mention,I can't find my S-video to RCA cable. Since I got a tv so i figured i put the tv to use and have an extra monitor. That, and my new PC parts are all assembled so it needs a new body and that's where i gotta get my rig done.

2 more days to the time where every flower seller will attempt to do a roll check on Summon Conscience and make every man feeling guilty and ending up buying an obesely overpriced stalk of rose. Or some other flower. It's also the day where single people out there lament, or just go 'meh', about the lack of a significant other, where man lament on the double critical damage taken by their wallet and their financial strength. This is the day when a newly develop couple or seasoned veterans, the female of the side get to be pampered on. New dress, romantic dinner with good food and the person they love, and things that go bump in the night.

What about me? Dinner with my girl, a present for her a day earlier, and tightening my belt 3 notches more than usual til April comes.

Mantra of the day

AskANinja DVD!
Apply directly to your brain!
AskANinja DVD!
Apply directly to your brain!
AskANinja DVD!
Apply directly to your brain!

In other news, trying to play Silent Assassin (Not THAT other assassin!) game after some time. Last time I installed, it kept crashing.

Treat's

I wanted to post this yesterday but the connection here in the office lately is unstable. We pretty much narrowed it down to the router fucking up, the power keeps on tripping in a very isolated manner which i find it strange, the telephone line is fucked or the server's services is fucked.

Take your pick, I'm sure either of them are correct.

Anyway, yesterday around lunch time, a good buddy of mine Terence, passed me the 2nd hand ATI Radeon 9800 Pro. My cost, RM600. Came in its box, anti-static bag, 2 full games (Counter Strike: Condition Zero & Yager), DVD playback software and manual.

And the card gotten an upgrade in heatsink cooling. The GPU is using the Thermaltake Dual Heatpipe Cooling heatsink and that thing is HUGE! Also, the RAM chips have copper heatsinks stuck to them. Aparrently, this is built with long gaming hours in mind. I'm thinking maybe 12 hours gaming non-stop.

All I need now is to put them all together. To do that, I need a new casing. And I want a Wacom tablet. ^@^

Symbols

Just so everyone is clear about it, this is what phallic means.

Of course a guitar looks phallic. So does the trombone, and the flute. Heck, let's all be anally hypersensitive about it. All blowing instruments are phallic! Why, because you have to blow them to play them, get it? No, I fail to see why.

Let's go even further about this, "sensitive" issue. Spoons are phallic you know? You dont? Why, it looks like a guy's 'ding ding dong.' Then there's handphones (mobile phones or cellular phones to the rest of you lots)! Oh woe, handphones! Why you ask? They vibrate!! Imagine the uses of them! Aiee!

Then there's the classic Nut's and Bolt's! Get rid of them! Do not show to kids because they are phallic! Gasp! Cars with sensually designed curves! They are phallic symbols of a woman's sexual bodyline curves! Trash it, quick!

Knives are phallic too. Especially those with spring up action. Very phallic. Police batons, so phallic. Just look at them, it's so phallic! So evil!

Key's and door knobs are glaringly phallic. You have to insert the key into the keyhole to unlock the door. Tsk tsk, such phallic action.

And of course not the last of this all, whoever invented the male/female terms for fitting in parts must be so phallic-induced. Computer's are the very embodiment of phallic, they got Plug-and-Play ma... Aiyo, how le?

Sheesh people, get over it.

Crack!

It took 5 minutes to think of something for a title. I'm feeling like I'm stretched too far. Like butter scrapped over too much bread, as how Bilbo Baggins puts it.

I dont have an idea how to explain this properly but here's a shot at it anyway. I would'nt say I need time for mysef, rather I need to shut off my mind from thinking a lot things.

I do not enjoy being happy and cheerful one moment and then proceed to make me feel guilty and awful. It's like having your face slammed to the shit on the ground like how evil-doers slams heros to the ground by their faces in a fight. On top of that, having your chest pounded to the point of breaking your rib cage and coughing blood and seeing your still beating heart before you black out permanently.

I don't like being interrupted by witty insults & sarcasm. Once a while is okay, but not all the time.

I know I'm quite patient, but I'm not without limits and it's about full.

Card Game

No, no, I didn't start myself on a new card collecting craze. Though the illustrations on the Magic: The Gathering cards are awesome and are so worth being a collector's item. Nope, as much as I like to start collecting, I didnt.

Last night, while Dulcy & myself were at the shop waiting for the guys to turn up, I picked up a deck of UNO cards. Yeah, it's THOSE evil card game that never seems to end. ANd they have Hello Kitty imprinted on them... *Sigh*

Anyways, I taught her how to play the game, based on what i vaguely remember and guideline from the rules... Needless to say, she wasn't happy to lose at the tutorial stages. When the guys arrives, guys being Zack, Jerome and Iain, we got our drinks set, and started playing.

There were hiccups along the way cause I cant recall exactly how some of the cards are played and how they worked but at the end of the session, we've pretty much understand the gameplay.

Now, at the beginnign of our UNO game session, Dulcy won the first 2 runs. Some beginners luck for one who just started playing. And I lost miserably at the 1st take. *Card gods must have an issue with me*

Zack, well, for lack of better way to describe, was wailing and begging on the phone for Wee Na to come save him...

The last session, Iain finished first, followed by myself, then Dulcy, Zack & Wee Na. Now it was down to Jerome and Seng. From a game of discarding your cards on hand, it turned to "EAT MY CARDS! EAT IT!". That last session took about 30 minutes or so to finish and Seng won.

Question: Now that we all know that there are 2 decks of Hello Kitty UNO cards there, are we ever going back there?

My answer:
I'm a gonne git meself a pack'o'em UNO cards and card protectors (If they fit that is, and I'm blaming this anal card-protector-on-UNO-cards thing on Zack.) because they are evil, and comes in such a small package of evil gleeful scheming fun.
And yes, I think I'll go there still.

Signpost Galore

My girlfriend has a sense of humor. Not meaning that she doesn't, of course. I'm just saying these are the little things that reminds me why I'm in love with this woman.

Monday. Mon. Day...

Saturday was meh. Sunday was UGH! ARGH! Consolation was my training, dinner with friends and burger from Burger Times from my girlfriend.

Monday. 4 minutes to the clock in. Work is slow and uninteresting.

Thus ends my sad, sad post of the week.

D&D Webcomic

What can I say? I like. Pencil artwork, I like.

Chronicles Of Garas

I'm back. AGAIN...

1st of all, it took me a good 10 minutes to login using this new Google/Blogger union thing. Either I'm an idiot at using the new 'In-Thing' login thing or I'm just an idiot.

2nd, a very belated Happy 2007.

3rd, New Year, new job. Best one I've got in all my working experience, though it's ironic that I used to avoid jobs like these like a plague.

4th, I feel like wanting to deck that prick. Can't have me blog without some form of complaint, can we? ;@)

5th, I wonder if I can bring my Gundam Spiegel to my office?

6th, 11 months into my relationship and still rocking. Don't take it out of context.

7th, My copy of Neverwinter Nights Diamond Edition DVD Classic should arrive anytime this week. Of course assuming that cargo plane that crashed at K.I.A a few days ago didn't happen to carry my package and somehow destroyed it...

8th, Do NOT, I stress again, DO NOT buy parts from Compumart. The after sales service is like water torture, except the water is acid slowly dripping and your A-hole is shoved up 12-foot pole greased with animal fat. Seriously, sending my modem for warranty claim a few days before Christmas is no fucking reason for you asses to take this long to get it back.

9th, I'm still getting used to wearing slacks, long sleeve and a tie to work, everyday.

10th, I'm still not getting used to have veteran staffs here as my minio.... i mean, my charge's.

11th, Either people will rejoice that their fellow blogger lives, and give me an atomic wedgie/slap the back of my head for such a long hiatus; Or just whack the back of my head for such a long hiatus

Long Vacation. Really long.

I'm trying out the Blogger's built-in image uploader. Big isn't big enough. Anyway, That's what I've been doing lately, bogeying down with the Emperor every Wednesday to Sunday.

Where a fixed connection should have spurred me to bitch and whine and gloat and boast and ponder here, I've been rather busy making my presence felt in Guild Wars. So yeah. Now to get back to save the day. Again.

Finally

Why can't they just say that it was the phone line that was the culprit behind all this pain, agony and suffering? Now, I have a black (New) telephone line running down along the side of my door popping from the roof which looks kinda cool. In a weird way...

2 days of Guild Wars and no more Kelk demon! That means no more diconnections in mid gameplay resulting in and suffering and hours gamin wasted. Except for that 1 time I lost the connection dude to routing issues but other than that, it was smooth. I am happy.

Just some updates. Sarawak Club building is no more. A historic building and a piece of Sarawakian history lost FOREVER! I'm not sure whether to be celebrating by laughing my guts out or be sad. Meh.

And latest from the Zaku is that apparently another building near the Soho area has burned down as well. It appears we have a pyromaniac on the loose.

CATCH PHRASE! What do you want to burn today? Lame, yes, yes I know

Complaint of the month

/*-+*!!@#$))@@IQ!!@@@#@!$$%%%^!!!^%%%@@

Translation:

I've called them N number of times & they say my equipment is the cause for all this shitty connection?!

Honestly, my running nose with a nasal blockage is faster than this!

Out The Front Door Than The Back

I dont know why but I was tempted to start of this post by saying:

"Internet people should not possess a sharp blade. They could deck me in the nose and in many other places because of my sudden absence in writing my blog."

Again, I'll keep this short and sweet. Got a job FINALLY. Won't be long before I start complaining about work again. We're actually serious about making Team Proton, thus performing our sacred duty of mentally scarring future generation of kids with our choice of ... "entertainment".

After more than 2 years, I FINALLy got myself my very own handphone. Yay!

Re-arranged my room again. Now it needs a bookshelf.

Im out of things to say so Goodnight.

Short summary

Okay, here's a short summary of what happened from the last time I updated this blog.

Parent's went off for their 2 weeks holiday. WOOHOO!
Borrowed Herbie's PS2 to play Gundam games and X-Men 3. Got hooked to buying the dang console now.
Build more Gundam model kit. Not mine, friends.
Re-arranged; anbd still re-arranging my room. Made sure I took a before and after picture. Still getting the 'after' look right.
Oh yeah, finished on my GPO3 already. Panel-lined, etched, stickered, and gloss painted. Cheaply gloss painted.
GAWAI!! WOOHOO! Err, *ahem* Lots of meat, lots of beer, lots of liqour.
Beer + Barbeque = Good
And we went out to 7-11 at 3 in the morning just so Zack, Rin and Shah could get their hands on a TORA toy box. And Zack got a faceful of head rest. 4 times. :D
Finally got to meet Dulcy's dad. No matter how many times I tell myself it's perfectly normal, I still get nervous about meeting your lover's parents.
Attended Dulcy's 2nd sister engagement dinner. Needless to say, she got her way and fed me. And we got to talking about getting engaged.
And Space Cop Gavan and Ultraman Fighting Evolution 3. Oh God.... *headdesk*
Still bumming. Saw the Perfect Grade Gundam Mark-II. Must get. Strenghten resolve to get job.

It's been far too long.

He suggested that we have breakfast at 10th Mile before I send him home. So we stop by for a late breakfast. I had kolo mee in red sauce and he had mee pok dry.

Maybe it was the Baron To Taiyou by Kanno Youko or Celiane by Gabriela Robin that was playing in the car, or maybe it's that old-town look of the coffeeshop where we had breakfast together but I felt a warm nostalgia coming.

Grandpa and I haven't had breakfast together in a long time. It was nice to be able to have breakfast with him, even though I'm not the breakfast kind of guy. He was happy when he talked and joked with people at the shophouses there.

Then I drove him back home. Though I wished that he'd stay with us back home but i guess being back in the old house up on a hill on the edge Quob area is home to him. We didnt talk much. Rather, I wasn't doing much of the talking. I would just listen, and join in the conversation.

I drove home on the intention to write this down because I cant trust my brain to remember this.

And now back to our regularly scheduled programming. THIS happened.
Psycho Teddy Bear Triceratops pilot must DIIEE!!! DIEE he MUST! For I am ZIIIM!!!!
And I watched too much Zim.
I got death monkeys in my head. WHEEE! HEEE! HEE!!! :P~

Quick Updates

An update at 2 in the morning... I find this very odd.

Had a Gundam themed barbeque last Sunday as noted by the Grand Master Archivist. No Gundam's were cooked nor consumed during this event though. Mostly it was chiken wings, sausages, lots and lots of them and beef patties that ended being rolled into balls and corn-on-the-cobs too. Roselyn or Joselyn, I cant remember correctly made sandwhiches.

Zack came bringing his Zoids which terrorised the place, mostly he was picking on the food, my GP03S and Herbie when he was asleep.

Iain had waaaay too much fun being the pitmaster, i.e setting the barbeque and keeping it hot. Jerome, umm... enjoyed making balls out of beef patties. Rin brought pizza. Pizza, goooood...

Worked on Herbie's Hazel Custom kit before we called it a night. Welcomed a new member to the Gundam Family, the MG version 2 Gundam Mark 2. Forgot the full identification of that gundam but I have to say that the new MG version 2 are very poseable comparing to the first MG. It is after all that the version 2's MG are based of the Perfect Grade's.

After I get myself a new job, I am SO going to get myself a PG GAT-X105 Strike. Then pay off my debts/bills and fast til my next pay. Damnit, Im still not sleepy.

Sousei, Gattai!

Go! AQUARION!

That and the many other anime's I've been watching these past months of me not updating this blog. My bad, I know.

That and also this. Yes, I've been hooked on Gundam Kits. Though I'm not so much of a fan of the anime series nor the game, just the model kits. I know there's only 1 picture of it but don't worry, more is on the way, once I download them off my girl's handphone. I have him to blame for this addiction. Also, this is what happens when I leave my Gundam in their charge while I was at church.

In other news, the office monitor I got from my old office has now gone fuzzy and over-white, so it's back to my old, too dark and too bright monitor.