July 6, 2003
Had an early day & brought my dad to the hospital for his medical checkup. Again… had to endure the long queue – waited from 9am – 3pm.
No serious alerts from the doctor this time – except the heads up about dad’s liver. Basically, his liver isn’t any more useful than a piece of rock now.
Well… what can I complain. My dad partied too much during his macho days & it’s time for his liver to quit. He’s paying the hefty price now. All I can do now is to get him to the doc as and when necessary…
His medication + fees cost me another 300 over bucks this time. I’m beginning to feel the pain. The doctors really make a lot of money … 2nd highest in my list of top wage suckers:
1) pub owners (yeah … parties…)
2) doctors (pub owners corrupt the livers, docs fix livers)
3) banks (my credit card debts from parties …)
4) lawyers (the fucking mortgage)
Got home at 4 & just hung around the couch pondering about money… Money is definitely mankind’s worst invention …
July 5, 2003
whoa … last night (after blogging) I got terrorized by a big cucuracha. Wasted almost a quarter can of insecticide on that bug. I’ve been trying to figure out if there is any way for me to repel these scums from visiting me at home. Is there even such a thing? Roach repellant. Hmmm, have to find out.
Had roti canai for breakfast at Raju Cafe. It was sooooo gooooood, that I forgot my own name right there.
Spent most of my afternoon trying out a new game — Postal 2. A very sick game. It is a game with fuckloads of violence & gore — you actually get to play some lunatic dude running around the neighborhood killing everyone you don’t like. I think this will be good for people who needs a little bit of ‘release’ from stress suffered at their workplace. Well … I sort of had mine this afternoon & it ended up being released there — I know this isn’t good for me.
Wait a minute… it’s Saturday night… what the fuck am I doing here? I should be hanging out with my friends instead of blogging here!! Aww … it has been 3 weeks since I last clubbed. It’s very unhealthy to stay at home on Saturday nights. I hope the BODs can make it next week – they should have settled their problems by then.
July 4, 2003
Not a very good day for me (nooo … not because of the rain). Had an audit at work today & just found out that my ex-senior left me tonnes of shit to clear up. Lots of unaccounted parts not declared… countless of lab procedures not updated. Had to clear up heaps of his illegal work, what great ethics people have nowadays, damn it.
Anyway, I almost finished clearing all of his shits but not without plenty of cursing. I hope he is getting plenty of SARs in his new found job at China.
Oh, yeah … as if my day wasn’t bad enough — my favorite cendol stall was closed today … ugghh…
Rotten boss still haven’t submitted my award. From now on I’m gonna call him Rob Zombie – that’s because he is as trashy as Rob’s song. I’m not sure what is wrong with him, but I really hate this undead boss of mine.
I sometimes feel that I complain too much. Like I was born only to complain. But I know if I don’t do that… I’m gonna be as “undead” as Rob (my boss, remember?) — fuck.
July 3, 2003
My boss didn’t come to work today. Not sure what happened to that maggot infested brain dead zombie. He is suppose to submit my award application today, but he didn’t do it. Perhaps one of the worms had a lucky hit today …struck one of his memory brain cells … & BSOD-ed his intention to submit my award.
Well… since I’m a very nice person, I decided to cut him some slack… I’ll wait for tomorrow, see if he remembers…