Bottled in Extreme Clarity

Upset with Blogsome. A number of my posts are not accessible via the menu on the left. Ahhhhh to Blogspot again! But I prefer Blogsome’s layout.. cept the limited storage for images..:P

What better way to spend New Year’s eve but to eat to your heart’s content. There goes my diet… here comes my beer/food belly. Urp.

…toward current hairstyle, Baby Boo dumped the dinner bowl over her head. In an attempt to be heard, she called upon drastic measures to tell Dadda “I want my funky hairstyle back, please.”

Naaaaaaaa…. just kidding…hehe.. Boo looks absolutely marvellous as she is

Wotta night, though….LMAO

Pic later, yah? hehehe

Boo is a princess, no matter what hair she has…

And here is Boo’s funky hairdo before her Dinner Bowl protest act…

Dadda’s teaching her to wink… but as yet she has to close both eyes and even laughs!!

Incorrigible Baby Boo!!! And dadda…

Look at these faces switch places when you step back 12 feet.
Cool eh?

Laters.

…managed 3 days in close proximity with immediate family during a “joyous” festive season and basically escaped unscathed.

I suspect my family is more eccentric and dysfunctional than most out there (IMO, anyway). The festive season was not without its usual eccentricities - dilly-dallying, shuffling around, uncalled for jabbing, impatient grunts, snorts, aimless running around like headless chickens, scuffling for the sofa space with strange relatives, and brawling with the nephews for precious time with the television (feed me, water me, give me the remote and i will be contented) … we even managed to miff the in-laws… but it all ended well.

Best of all, I gifted myself a Tears For Fears album - Tears Roll Down, Greatest Hits 82-92. I got it for a deal at RM59 instead of the usual RM85.
It came with 2CDs and a music video DVD - it was fun being reminded what we used to think was hip and trendy for hairstyle and clothes. Best of all, listening once more to my favourite tunes and properly reading the lyrics.

I havent been following their news and later albums even tho had always enjoyed their music. And now looking through their website, I gotta say they look much hotter now that they are older… Roland has maintained his curly tresses, and Curt opted to keep his clean cut look.

The sad sad thing is that they had actually released more albums but I dont believe I have seen any of them at shops in Malaysia….

“Everybody Loves a Happy Ending.”
I would love to get my hands on that latest from this British band.

…and into the lion’s den. Well actually whore house aka Beach Club.
I dun know what theyve done to the flooring… maybe they even bought extra powerful speakers cos the already hollow wooden flooring near the front is vibrating nowadays…. I dun know what it is, but mesa is liking it.
Bad news for folks who’ve had a little too many and/ or have to totter on high heels, though.

Zeta Bar was a disappointing, closing at 2am and as we were still hyper decided to release some tension at Hoe House. The black dude who was eyeing friend last Wednesday, mustave told all his hommies about the smiling blonde (but “married”.. he didnt believe it preferring to think that she and i were lesbians) minx cos every single one passed her and lOOked.

I did my snooty routine. If i aint in the mood, i become to blind to everything. Especially for things and people I have no regard/respect for (esp, when they so deservedly lost it. One dude put hands around me and turned me to face him. Sometimes its a nice surprise when someone i know. But if not… sorrylar if i terkicked your balls…instant reflex to strangers marrrrrr.) I do what I gotta do with the minimum of consciousness that someone is around. Practise makes perfect!!!

“I dont care who you are, where your from, what you did… cos Im not seeeeeeingggg you”… *snicker*

On the other hand, I know its a bad habit (smack! smack hand!) and friend always prods me to behave better… you wont believe the amount of times she’s had to stop me from arguing with taxi drivers (the ones whom i think rigged meters, or took an exceptionally long route etc).
Beers downed: Two at Zeta Bar, two at Hoe House (silently thanking that the last round friend ordered didnt show up)
Chivas: Tiny sip from glass (after which I blabbed that being one of the more expensive whiskys, why dooos it tazte like pUuUuUkkkEEE?)

Observations more like.

Drinking bud shared about the time when she was a 19 year old dweebo… the world was less complicated then - whores, being a small, small community (much smaller than now anyways) would stay at their designated areas, and the older ladies would dress much nicer than she did (they still do) and drink their snooty drinks.

“What happened to KL now?” she is baffled. “People want to maintain their ‘aksyen’ and still tart around.

Majority of prostitutes in Malaysia may be Thais or whatever, yah… but they are a whole lot friendlier and sincere than M’sians. Do M’sians think they have class? I am disgusted with M’sians esp. after friend shared her obeservations with me and I found them to be true.

There are exceptions of course, but you very seldom see M’sians taking the trouble to talk with anyone unless it is someone whom they plan to shag or take something, anything from. Sad, but true. Go out to any bar, pub, nightspot and see it for yourself.

Had a not more crazy than usual nite….. 5 pints at our usual place (where we saw a girl go on the bar, strip and then asked to stop it) and then on to the whore infestation grounds (Three more pints ingested here). Reached there and saw a Namibian lady whom we’d met some months ago, and were asked to party with. She joined us and so did the small little black guy whom she was talking to earlier. Uneasiness ensued, but…. when you think about it…what was the uneasiness about?

Complicated, complicated creatures. I am now also reminded of Americans met not so many nites ago.
Known for assertiveness, does alcohol turn that into assininess aka pushiness? Pushiness is not so different from assertiveness when disrespect for the others person personal space and wishes is added in.

Blitzed as hell, which is ages since the last time I was and on here, simultaneously.

All i can think of as I think of going to sleep is also how Baby Boo has grown tremendously and how very very proud i am of her….

Do you find yourself a relatively unfriendly person? Do you roll your eyes when it comes to having to bond with people or even talk to them about family, work, mutual friends, personal matters or the meaning of life?

Here are some ways you can try to get through it… you may even find that its not as un-fun as you think…
First of all, why am i writing this? For the very reason that I am that exact same person.

However, hanging out with the people that I have as well as 31 years of experience has given me a certain skew of life. I shall try to impart as much as I can for you to decide what you think best suits you and your situation.

1. Socialising is much like beer drinking - you drink, get high and laugh dementedly. The aim is to amuse yourself. But somewhere along the line, you may discover that you’d like the others in the group to feel comfortable and to also laugh along with you. Its nice to be able to contribute to a situation where everyone is having a good time.

2. If you find that you are not in the mood to laugh or are in fact, in a bad mood…, keep your shit together and out of the way. The others can have a good time, without your shit spilling all over into the scene.

3. Laugh at yourself - you wont see these people again. Or rather, you dont see them all the time and what they think about you doesnt really matter as long as you achieve #1 and the feel-good high that comes about as a result. I have an Uncle to owe for introducing me to the concept of, “Nobody earns your living but you. They dont put clothes on your back, they dont put food on your table, but you do. I am what I am, and I dont need them to accept me.” Thank you, Uncle.

General rules to follow if there are non-locals on the scene (doesnt always apply, there are pleasant exceptions to the general rule) - everybody else who arent M’sians will be better drinkers than you (unless you are Indian or Jason or Jon or Nigel etc). -
Find your limit, and stick to it. The aim is to achieve a pleasant high without the raging hangover the next day.
- Keep an open mind. It takes all sorts to make the world that we live in today. You arent the only one inhabiting this planet and what you dont know (or may know) about the person next to you, is not your concern. Offer courtesy always, help if it is needed but until then, you are as different to them as they are to you. -
Never take things for granted - before plunging into a social situation, clear your head of perceptions. Make no assumptions. Something new and different is happening all the time, and there are new things to be discovered.
- Screw the details - your life is your own with the people who matter most to you. You have done your part to society by being considerate and respectful, so contentedly make your exit and get on with your world.

Have gotten Boo’s latest pics… she is a lovely lovely darling! She almost always wears shirts..but this one is full of little little blossoms.. sweet! This is the first time Im seeing Boo laugh with her eyes open… her big big eyes are all crinkly and lovely.

Been on a non-stop binge since last Wednesday…almost a week’s record, except that I’m breaking it today…. but happily continuing tomorrow…
Am almost finishing work up before I go on leave this Thursday(shant think anymore about it, I really need a break!!)… lots of things to look forward to - a spa massage, giant monopoly, mom’s home cooking, the nephews, drinking, drinking, partying and more drinking…

One of the other binges Ive had is over movies (and food) actually - have already seen…
* Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
* Chronicles of Narnia
* King Kong
* The Constant Gardener

The last movie is an investigative thriller starring Ralph Fiennes and Rachel Weisz… a total tear jerker, but a SUPERB tear jerker!!! Come to think of it, King Kong made me cry too, and I totally love the heroine… Naomi Watts.

Not too long ago, Boo’s dadda asked, “Was King Kong any good?”
Yes it was, I said.
“The heroine can be Athea when she reaches that age.” (Blonde hair and blue-green eyes, mar…)
“Hurrah,” said dadda.
“But you gotta ensure that she maintains a diet and also works out,” said I. (nudge!!)
“Ok,” complied dadda (NUDGE!!!!!)

Boo, Movies, Music and Happenings…….. that’s all I ever really need to blog about in Life.

Nothing else matters. Nothing else is worth writing and reading about.

Keeping your shit together - how to know you are crap at it.

Playing futsal in less than 24 hours - heeaven forbid that I should buckle under pressure and let down teammates. Its ever happened before….

What do YOU do at the slightest sign of obstruction?

Bitch/Whine like a baby to the whole word or grit it in?

I know what I do. And best of all, I do it with relish because I am mostly not responsible for how others feel, or any kind of team or team morale…. so I have no qualms abt spilling out everything. (yeah right).

As soon as I can…. Im putting that post up again. No more feeling sorry for people who dont deserve it, or holding back. They just never learn.

What a woosy and a pansy.

In the meantime, here’s something that an acquaintance sent over when I said i was having a persistent pressure and throbbing behind my left eye in November 2004

You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the
bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of
your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the
all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique
snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as
everything else.

Top Ten Movies to watch (or already have watched) 2005/early 2006*not in this order*
1. Happy Feet
2. Chronicles of Narnia
3. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
4. Pirates of the Carribean II
5. Sky High
etc Yikes…cant think of any more.

Narnia: Charming as hell.

Narnia was a very charming movie which cant be compared to the likes of LOTR. LOTR was an epic, very much capable of swaying the audiences through the whole spectrum of emotions via just its indescribable “vastness”.

Narnia stuck with the little little things, (not to say CG wasnt breathtaking, it was). But, the scene where Lucy first meets Tumnus the faun, stuck with me throughout the movie and for the first time in that movie, Lucy Pevensie shone and I understood why little Georgie Henley was chosen to play the role. Not to mention James McAvoy as Mr. Tumnus.

I fell head over heels in love with the horny, bearded Tumnus. I have to admit, I started to curse my judgement when he led Lucy to his home and hid his door key with obvious devious intentions. By the time, Lucy was led to escape by Tumnus himself and gave her hanky to the faun, my little fickle heart reverted back to its original impression and i was moved to tears by the hoofed creature’s gratefulness to have met little human Lucy Pevensie.

Delightful creature…

I myself was thankful near the end.

Before battle we were at least spared the usual “la-di-da lets try to inspire the warriors” battle speech. Peter did manage a timely, well-placed and war-like sneer before it all started. There goes his boyish reputation… which is not necessarily a bad thing.