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Here comes the rain again and I was under my stupid little umberella ella ella.

(I've always wondered what it'd be like playing that song in a cave or some echoey room...)

Anyway, I was soaked WET during lunch today, my white long sleeve shirt stuck to my skin it was this close to becoming transparent. Very embarrassing.

(Did I mention I didn't have time to exercise lately?)

I popped into a shop, picked and paid for a polo tee. The salegirl snipped the tag off my back, wrapped my wet shirt into a plastic bag and I walked out of the shop with a new top!

It was a rather new experience for me, shopping this way.

I just wrapped up a presentation today to a roomful of people.
And when I say a room full of people, I mean a room FULL of people!
(Where did they all come from???)

I felt small doing presentations to a roomful of people.
My voice sounded small in a room full of people.
I felt naked with too many eyes on me.
(Which wasn't good cos I didn't have time to exercise lately)

I tried picturing everybody else naked but that didn't help.
Picturing people naked when you are nervous had to be the worst advice I've ever heard.
Because all it does is make you lose concentration and make things sound strange whenever you had to use words like 'new erection' or 'manhole' or 'masterbedroom'.
((Lift) shafts and pits weren't helping either)

Anyway, I slept at 4am this morning preparing powerpoint slides :(
This sleeping beauty needs his beauty sleep.
That actually made no sense cause sleeping beauties are the last people who need beauty sleeps.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

z z z.

I was already late for my acupuncture session and I was still in the streets.

I needed a cab.

I needed a cab bad.

Suddenly, I picked up a sound behind me.

My eyes widened, my pupils dilated and for a while, it almost felt like everything was moving in slow motion.

I can tell it was a cab.

I'm sure it was a cab.

I turned around and hey, whaddaya know, it was a cab!

There are only 2 ways to explain this.

1. Cabs, they emit a different sound from other vehicles. It has that rattling quality that says it means business, I mean, it wants business. Pick me! Pick me!

or, 2, which is the simpler explanation, I have spider-sense.

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The ride cost me $22.80.

Didn't see that coming :(

There are some things I regret in life...

Like...

Giving up piano at grade 2...

Not spending enough quality time with grandma while she was still around...

And eating Goodwood Park Hotel's Durian mooncake in the bedroom.

Cos my bedroom is kinda smelling like the King of Fruits right now :(

So I watched re-runs of X-files on cable over the long weekend...

What did you do?

Do you guys remember The Puffer Fish?

Well, the mystery is finally revealed :O Sorta...

Go behind the scenes :)

ok.Ok.OK! 

This was the episode of the IT Crowd that I first caught on cable that had me laughing and rolling on my homogeneous tile floor. 

Finally found it on youtube! Although embedding was disabled by request :(

Watch it! Watch it!

So Roy and Moss decided to tag along Jen and her boyfriend to a musical and needed to use the toilet. One ended up in a disabled toilet and the other, a staff toilet, where hilarious scenarios ensued.

Part 1.
Part 2.

This is rather funny too XD

They are showing The IT Crowd on Star World and I haven't laughed this hard in quite a while XD.


That Maurice Moss is a hoot!

All work and no play makes Jupiter a dull boy and breaking out all over his face :(

Work is draining the life out of me so it was great that I had some free time to take a break and catch UP with friends cos I can sure use some new adventures myself right about now.

I need to be inspired!

I need renewed passion!

I need hotel soap! (Give it to me!)



Is it just me or is Jason looking like that Milo...Petrelli guy...?

So anyway, my mom's been telling me about her adventures out with her friends lately.

Adventure #1:
"Boy ah, have you heard of The Zouk? We went there last night!"
"Zouk? Isn't that kinda more for the younger crowd?"
"Ya, Everybody was looking at us when we went in. Even the taxi driver got a shock when we told him to pick us to The Zouk."
"Don't you guys have to like queue up? I thought you hated queues?"
"Nope, we have VIP entry."

Ok. I've never been into Zouk VIP before... And neither have I been to a Kumar show...

Adventure #2:
"Boy ah, have you been to the Esplanade?"
"Er...Ya...".
"Oh that place is so nice!"
"We went to this play by Kumar, she is so funny..."
"He."
"How did they ever come up with the things they say!?! I couldn't stop laughing!"

Adventure #3:
"Boy ah, have you been to St. James Power Station?"...

No. I have never been to St. James Power Station and neither have I been traveling much these days...
My mom had, on the other hand, within a short time, went to Malaysia a few times, Macau twice, made many friends in Hokaiddo, had them over for dinner a couple of times to exchange photos, and they are planning to go Korea, Taiwan and Alaska next year.  I ,of course, worry about her whenever she flies with all that virus, disharmony, natural disasters and other bad news going around these days :(

Mom: " Boy ah, did you watch Michael Jackson's funeral on TV?"
Me: "No..."
Mom: "There were so many people! They say now that his concert's not happening, his rehearsal footage is going to make lots of money."

It is official. I am now the parent and the parent the kid.

I'm still quite caught up with work Work WORK, no time to even update my blogs, and yet, I had to deal with persistent people calling me up to take their quickie surveys, not taking no for an answer.

"This is not a good time, I'm in the middle of a meeting right now and I don't..."

"Please Sir, this will only take a minute of your time."

He actually sounded more desperate than I was...

"What do you do Sir?", he continued, totally disregarding the above-mentioned "meeting" that I made up to shake him off. I was up against a seasoned... surveyor (what do you call these people?)

"Architect", I replied with a loud sigh.

"May I know which credit cards you use Sir?".

"No credit cards."

"How about your wife, Sir?"

"No wife."

"Thank you, Can I get your name? Just a Christian name will do."

"No Christian name."

I don't know what is it that we don't like to be asked questions, especially our names.

I remembered London Girl told me that she once called up a radio station and when asked for her name, she decided not to reveal her true identity, and went with Janet, taken from a Janet Jackson CD lying on a table next to her at the time. She then subsequently fabricated this whole other personality on air :O Janet was a graphic designer if I remembered correctly...

You know, I'm actually considering doing this the next time I get a survey on the phone cos if I'm gonna get my time wasted I might as well have fun with it.

"This is not a good time, I'm in the middle of a meeting right now and I don't..."

"Please sir this will only take a minute of your time what do you do sir?"

"I'm a er... fishmonger."

"A fishmonger?"

"Yes."

"And you are in a meeting?"

"Yes. I'm in a fishmonger meeting."

"Well, do you have a credit card sir?" (Assuming he hasn't already hung up)...

"I have no credit cards".

"How about your wife sir?"

"What about her?"

"Does she have any credit cards?"

"She has my credit cards."

"I thought you have no credit cards?"

"That's because she has my credit cards."

(Any right-minded person should probably hang up by now.)

"Can I have your name sir?"

With my wife holding on to my credit cards, I'm going with Paul... Paul Chan.

Actually, I sound like quite the jerk :(

Scrap that. I'm hanging up right after "I'm in the middle of a meeting right now"...

That probably makes me a better person.