Bottled in Extreme Clarity

Hevens forbid that I shud be this nice!!!

My personalDNA Report

Last week…

Tune Hotel

Too3K’s last night

Few months back…

Found some realllly old old pics from 2003…about the time I was introduced to my very first digital camera… needless to say… turned trigger happy, and was snapping everything and everyone under the sun.
I could even blackmail some people with them!

The year after that, 2004, was when Boo was born. Lotsa baby pics there as well.. She’s hilarious.. This here is one of her earliest pics…

Bless, booboo xxx

… FaceBook Fight Club

A: hey you…
cat: i think i missed a lot
A: regarding the fight…
cat: hmmmmm
A: how many points do you have?
A: you need to take out Shirly and Mark D
cat: LOL
A: no no.. 2.9 is your street credit
cat: i have $12 left only!
A: its whats in you rpiggy bank that counts
A: ahaaa
cat: not enough lar
cat: can destroy M…but not shirly (mwahaha)
A: hmm you could fightpoke virgins and earn cash
cat: huh?
cat: how?
cat: LOL
A: let me show you
cat: lmao

*after a bit*

A: click fightpoke and then you should be able to chose fightpoke virgins
cat: u mean get new people in to fight???
cat: WOMAN!
A: no no no
A: *evil grin*
cat: omg
A: do you have text stating “What?!? $12?!? Earn some cash by FightPoking Virgins! You can use the money to hit your opponents in fights! ”
cat: TSK!!!

*and then*

cat: lemme see

* and then later on*

cat: D slapped me earlier!
A: see! They are evil!!!
cat: the same as when u slapped me HUH
A: yeah… sorry.. I needed the extra points
A: so did you get the text like earlier one?
cat: no…

*looked around some more*

cat: oh wait
cat: there ARE virgins
A: AHA!
cat: AHA!
A: so.. shoot
A: I can’t fightpoke any more virgins

*proceeded to throw a funky banana, moon at and hv light saber duel with three “virgins” with the apologetic note, Sorry, I Need The Points*

cat: ok i got $22 now.
cat: enough?
A: get more
A: I think 20 only takes two points out
A: so if you can take Shirley out its best

*BOMBS AWAY ON SHIRLY!!!! She depletes by 2 points with ONE more remaining!!!*
And then………..!!

cat: i cant fightpoke any more virgins
cat: what in the world!!
A: what what?
A: you lost your points?
cat: still have
cat: but no more choice of virgins
cat: sigh
A: ah… just take shirley out if you can
A: you can poke more virgins tmr
A: or later today

*general depleted feeling of sudden potong stim…*

Friend had been away from Malaysia for 16 years. Came back at last to live for four years in KL: Result? Sick to the bone of KL. There she was nagging (for the millionth time) when I decided to just blog it. I asked her and she agrees, “I just want to say what I want to say… I have no time to blog.”
So here goes:

Everything used to be so nice, people were nice, we were growing up slower, life was slower paced, people weren’t so fucked up…if you wanted prostitutes you go to a designated place for them. Not be surrounded by them. Now we have Mat Rempits. And Beach Club. Please come see our Bohsia girls, too… please.

Visit Malaysia Year? What Visit Malaysia Year??

I call my friends to come visit and they don’t even want to!

Everything has gotten worse…downhill. Maybe we just have nicer buildings.

Do we have culture? Besides maybe Penang, and a few of the temples and mosques that we have… do we have culture? NOOO, we don’t. Our neighbour Thailand has culture, even with their prostitution and everything…but they are poor…

Such righteous fury. I love it when she does it.

Bless, baby xxx

… the office was abuzz about the annual company trip, this time to the east coast. We’d just finished a huge relaunch and rebrand event and it was at about this time as well, that I was starting to work on features after a long “sabbatical”.

After much putting off due to other things we had to tie up and finish up first, we eventually got our trip dates firmed up and in early September, we were off.

Well, we know how that turned out.

One year later, bones mended and healed, wounds dried up and faded. Most of us have recovered cept for some bruises/scars. One more is scheduling a trip to the doc to remove the metal plates in her shin and we were even ready to talk about another company trip. Though we never (or did we just try not to) discuss our mode of transportation to our yet uncertain destination.

And then we heard news that reminded us further that we shouldnt be so eager to.

Just yesterday, another colleague reported another bus accident… much, much (100x) more gruesome than the one we encountered.. about 20 dead and the rest critically injured after the Melaka-Alor Setar express bus fell off a cliff (??) or something to that effect.

I remember hearing the tale at about breakfast or was it tea time. Was there a pause in the group convo? Eyes glazing over with memory of our own ordeal? Was I really dreaming of floating weightless in the ocean again????

Whether this trip goes through or not, Im still blocking off a week in early September to go to Langkawi. And snorkel to my heart’s content.

fren: cat, you dont know it yet, but your coming to the birthday party
cat: *blur* huh?

Twas the 7th birthday of Finnegans’ Sri Hartamas branch and we soon found out that when they said freeflow of food and beverages they really meant it. Seldom partied at the Sri Hartamas branch, always having hung out at Bangsar Finns, instead… but there were lots of familiar faces anyway, so diff…and the most important thing was that the good ol brand of Finns music sounded as sweet as ever.

That wasnt all the reason we were there. Baby is leaving Msia for good and last night was a farewell of sorts.

Twas funny seeing 7 young ‘uns with a total combined age of 112 hanging out at the area reserved for them courtesy of good ol’ Mel. Come to think of it, the Salad Bar had transformed into a play pen of sorts for these juveniles, while all the uncles and aunties kept making sure they were kept well fed, well watered and if need be, well directed to the toilet sinks - yes we even gave them beer. But mostly, we just marvelled at the below-20 group and tried to give some drinking tips to those who were not too wasted to listen.

They all made it safely home too, but not before a few threw up by the road side. Poor things.

First batch of beer… drink up, my darlings…

Second batch of beer… maternal/paternal instincts lovingly adding to the alcohol pool…

Yup…

Those happy shining faces…

One of the ways to know you are still sober… only veterans can do this.

Ah to be young again…

After the young ones left…the rugby group contemplate doing the full monty again……

In a totally unrelated event, here is a pic of Boo adjusting a wedgie… Laughed my head off at this…we will be seeing a lot of wedgies during another birthday this month… MERDEKA night! if plans for dudes in aprons and male g-strings fall through…… dont really look forward to that! The horror……

About ten more hours to go…… there are going to very wet eyes and noses at the airport tonight. And again in a few more months. I dont look forward to that AT ALL.

Im usually the last to find out.

The MediaSlut was out of commission for a bit, and then suddenly returned as The (new) MediaSlut with a brand new look… and a different accent.

Still cant tell if its a dude or dudette behind it, but I WILL have fun trying to guess who ………*big grin*

In other news… succumbed to Face Book at last. Had heard about it more than a year back, and even though had signed up to a bunch of social network sites (Hi5, My Space, Frienster, PerfSpot, TagWorld etcetcetc where I could find friends. You wont believe the amount of IDs and passwords I have to memorise!!!) just for experimentation’s sake, I overlooked FB thinking that the US college student crowd would not help me learn anything I needed to. Happy to say, its extended its reach to other types of communities!

That was more than a year ago…… am pleasantly surprised with how it actually is right now - for one, it’s a totally different format from MySpace or Friendster…… FB users can actively engage their friends in ways the other two cannot. Logging into FB is like walking into a room full of people in the same industry/alumni/hometown as you (or not). It’s not your living room and some kind of dress codes apply - shorts and singlet won’t do!

And then you see that its alright to do things like buying rounds of drinks, or zombi-fying people or growing a garden… and things start to really roll from there. There are so many engaging activities on there that you can do alone or with your networks…that it really starts to become similar to a simulated life. If you let it.

Otherwise it’s really like civilised socialising (without the classifieds and porn pics u see elsewhere. Havent really seen any. YET) and without having to have the same attention span as when you are face-to-face with these people. FaceBook… nice.

Though Im a little miffed that halfway into the Music Quiz and breaching Music Pioneer status, the apps decides to go wonky on me… back to Novice

Multiply is a little similar though there aren’t as many apps as add-ons (may have to check that again cos havent logged in for a verrrrrrrrry long time). Id like to try out Habbo Hotel, but it looks too much of a hassle to try to get people I already know, onto another social network service.

http://news.wired.com/dynamic/stories/S/SEX_REASONS?SITE=WIRE&SECTION=HOME&TEMPLATE=DEFAULT

Have a brand new RSS feed thingy service thingy courtesy of Google Desktop… Its my first and only ever and I have to admit its very useful.
The story to the link above stumped me… do people not know why they do the “wild chicken dance”?

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Caught boo’s latest video…she’s eye-balling the camphone and goes, starting quite coyly at first…and then..!!!!!!!!!!!!!:

boo: let me see
boo let me s e e
boo: let me s e e eEEE e e EEEe e e e e
boo: LET ME SEE!!!

Even dadda is starting to give disparaging remarks…something I didnt think he’d do to his “baby girl”

cat: was just remniscing boo’s baby days…
dadda: blimey, cat!!!
cat: it’s just not right!
cat: first she’s small, orange bundle
cat: now she’s something big with teeth and legs!
dadda: she’s a friggin monster this morning
cat: really……….?
dadda: horrible child
cat: *gasp!*
dadda: devil girl
cat: *GASP!*
dadda: I WANT MY MUMMMYYYYYYYYY!!!!
dadda: I WANT MY MILKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!
dadda: I WANT LAZY TOWN!!!!
dadda: I WANT THE BIG BED!!!!

dadda: I go in really looking forward to seeing her every morning
dadda: until she’s had her milk, she’s a demon
cat: honestly dadda
cat: you just gotta try harder

… it does indeed.

Take away all the subjectivity, cut through all the unwanted elements, get to the heart of what really matters.

Sometimes, I so hate being a Libra.

Was in Bintan, last week till the weekend for an event… twas the third time for me and overall it was heartening to see it grow year after year.

Had even caught sight of a big burly bearded dude, whom I later found out was Rocky - if you follow politics in Malaysia, you’d somehow get the idea that this blogger shouldnt be strutting his stuff down the red carpet during Friday’s dinner awards, so happy free the way he did.

But he did.

Right this moment, there’s something huge happening with him and fellow blogger Jeff Ooi and if you’d like to show support or simply just kaypo-kaypo, head on to http://rockybru.blogspot.com

You RAWK, dude!