A thing called "Living"...

I got a feeling that this is going to be a very long post... Yeah...

What's happening this week?

Recap...

Got lucky... Three times in a day ain't so bad for somebody that somebody said "got no future"... Right... Unless your life is perfect... Stop talking and commenting about other peoples' life.

I am a very patient person...

I might just snap and break your neck when you push me too hard.

I think bad things always comes in sets of two or three... I noticed that usually when one thing starts to fuck up... One needs to be ready for another one... Yeah... Shit happens...

So I think I've been so very detached lately...

Cant help it... I'm surrounded by dumb people, which are excusable for being dumb. Then there are those smart people acting dumb...

These people should be rounded up and executed like what happened to the Jews last time...

Seriously... Just line them up and shoot them in the head... It's going to be quick and painless. Just splatter their brains on the wall... Very humane.

Just the other day I went to this business establishment.

I was looking for something. So I described what I wanted to the business owner... He said it'll help if I can bring pictures of what i wanted... So OK. I did...

Then I brought some pix to him...

He said he said he have one of the items that I've been looking for... Then he showed me... I told him, it looks similar, but that was not what I wanted...

It's the same type, but different model...

It's like looking to buy a particular make of car, say, a Mercedes and the seller insisted a Proton which is also a car but made from recycled carbonated drink cans...

I thought of qouting the scientific name of what I wanted, but obviously it will be a waste of time and my breath.

So I told him, no, that was not the one I wanted... And then things started to turn ugly...

He said he's been in the business for ten years and he fuckin sure that the item I wanted was the same as the one he had in stock. Duh~

I just smiled, thanked him and left... See... I told you I'm a very patient person. There were lots of nasty, eye-opening factual remarks that I could tell to this persons' face... But I didn't...

Ok... Now that it's here... I'm gonna forget about this ever happened...

Moving on...

Text messaging is evil... Seriously.

Calling people using unidentified number at 2a.m. is evil too... No matter how close (even if you've exchanged bodily fluids) you are with somebody, calling them at 2.a.m. is very rude.

They might be sleeping or having random anonymous sex with strangers at that time.

Hell. I' m not feeling too good today. Woke up with a sharp stabbing headache... Spent the whole day having a headache... Now trying to sleep with a headache (no... not reffering to my ex)...

That's why I'm here, at home, pounding away at my keyboard...

I should be out there, having fun where all the real action is... But I'm actually experiencing the most commonly used "Not tonite dear, I have a headache" excuse...

Oh, people who talks too much over breakfast/lunch/dinner/at work are evil, especially when they talk about others. Hope these people will get severe food poisoning and die on the spot. Flesh eating bacteria is also a good option.

Friends in Kay Hell are making so much fuss about the Earth Hour... Stupid. This so called event to save the earth from global warming. More on this here .

Will it do much help to the damage that the human race had caused to the world we live in? No... I dont think so... But at least we're doing something...

Maybe next year they'll come up with another brilliant way to save the world from global warming.... How 'bout Hold Your Breath for 1 Hour? This will help the earth in more than 1 way... Global warming, over-population of the human vermin... etc etc...

Maybe I'll switch off my lights during that time and take off my clothes and go have anonymous random sex with as many people as possible for one hour...

Oh, speaking of anonymous random sex, Sharul has finally discovered the joy of blogging. Sharuls' blog can be viewed here. Just to make it clear, there's no connection what-so-ever between Sharul and anonymous random sex... It's just that sex sells (and cheap, nowadays) and it's all advertising...

I'm tired.

This blogging thingy had lost its' appeal to me... I need other ways (self-mutilation, nipple torture, penis-torture, bondage, recreational drugs, booze and yes... Random, anonymous sex with strangers) to mentally stimulate my mind...

Dont take me seriously here.

It's all just a mind-fart.

Let's save the earth from global warming, switch off the lights and take off your clothes...