Friday Evening…
5.10pm - Left workplace, fetched Emily & headed home.

6.30pm - Charles arrived at my place. Brought me my RJ45 cables for my Streamyx connection. Now, I can temporary live on the cable instead of cracking my head to figure out that stupid wireless device.

6.40pm - Charles broke my expensive sofa. He literally broke it into half. I don’t know how he did that. Need to call the carpenter tomorrow.

8.30 pm - Met up with more friends at Anson Park for dinner.

10.30pm - 8 of us arrived at C-Front club. The club looks great. Just had a new renovation. Everything is blue and lots of attractive waitresses. We came to the right place.

11.40pm - All the BODs arrived. We are also joined by some other friend’s friends. Our group swells into an unbelievable crowd of over 20 heads, & started the drinking binge. We’re 50% through the bottle of brandy.

12.30am - We were 100% done on the brandy and started the first bottle of whiskey. There were only a few of us focusing on the drinking and talking nonsense. Saw a friend throwing up in the toilet.

1.30am - We were about to finish all our booze. 90% of us are already not legally sober to be able to drive.

1.35am - A guy tried to take advantage on some of our girls. I intimidated him by grabbing+forcing him to drink the purest form of booze available on our table. Saw the guy gasping + choking before running off into the dance floor. Never saw him again after that. The friend that puked, was permanently attached to the toilet bowl and was making lots of sharks fin soup.

2am - Somebody ordered 2 more bottles of booze. Considering the fact that everyone was so worked out, my friend Soon and I agreed that it would be impossible for us to finish the remaining 2 bottles. No fucking way.

3am - We finished all the booze. I was so pissed drunk, that I couldn’t find Emily who was standing in front of me. We all did a bonfire dance and I asked Ayamas if he wanted to swap partner. He told me I was drunk and he would swap if his girl agrees. I told him back that he was drunk.

4am - We left the place. Someone drove us to a porridge shop and miraculously, we met back the rest of the members there. Ate a bowl of teochew porridge and cracked plenty of dirty jokes. The girls weren’t impressed.

4.30am - Back home. Went to toilet to throw up.

4.31am - I told Emily, “Hey, I can see the teochew porridge I ate just now ! uwwekkkk….” She wasn’t impressed. It is hard to impress someone nowadays - I thought.

4.32am - “Emily ..look ! the dehydrated vegetables just came out ! omg .. this is so unbelievable !”

4.33am - The tofu I ate at the porridge shop came out. And it’s green in colour.

5am onwards - Diarrhea… and my ass hurts till now.

Sure it was a wild night. I’m gonna have to take more rest today.

I finally got my streamyx broadband service activated yesterday after waiting for 3 weeks. Well, it’s a relief for me to know, that I do not have to use tmnet’s stupid dialup no more. Frankly speaking, half of my daily usage of foul vocabs was spent when I was dialing up to tmnet (the other half occurs when I am driving). That means, if everything are ok with my newly installed ADSL connection, I’m theoretically improving my moral values by reducing my cussing. : )

The installation & setup completed at about 8pm last night and then I went for dinner with Charles & Emily after that. Charles and I chatted away while Emily was busy with the succulent oyster omelet. We were too engrossed with our chat that we got carried away, and forgot to censor some of the topics. As a result, we accidentally spilled some beans, and my wife Emily overheard the topic about me picking up animal’s girlfriend (let’s call her… Pimples) a few years ago - which I had mistakenly thought she was somebody else.

Quite funny as I recalled, that Pimples actually took the bait, despite the fact that she recognized me and knew that I’m blur about her identity. This actually got Animal flustered about the whole incident and almost had a fight with her. Well, can’t blame me for that, after a few drinks plus her massive foundation cover up on her densely populated pimples, any blokes would have miscued about her identity that night. So, just imagine what kind of damage that alcohols & makeups can do to our judgment. I felt so thankful that there were no after effects from the mishaps that night - me / Animal smelled flowers and he is still screwing the same girl today.

This story triggered a big deal of interrogation from Emily … which I’ll have to install multiple patches to clear the blaster worm. It’s all ok now, because I’m good. eyahahahh… X P

The hurricane is making headlines all over the world today and it is bound to gobble up billions of dollars by destroying everything in it’s path. Now, aren’t we lucky to be Malaysians? No hurricanes, no volcanoes, no earthquakes …and no humsup pastors. The most we have here in our homeland are probably flash floods or landslides — those are still nothing when compared with something like Isabel. We’re lucky that we could buy a house of our own without having to worry about getting blown away by a 100mph wind … or getting burned down by a hot stream of lava.

That’s why, it still escapes me why do some people still want to cause troubles when we are already living in one of the best places on earth. Ironic, isn’t it?