Marmalade Cafe

Had a lovely outing the whole day today with all my friends. La faghag, slender faghag, C, ex and trans friend. We all met for lunch at Bangsar Village II in Marmalade Cafe. Lovely little place, the interior design is spartan but homey at the same time. Its got a window view and the place is naturally lit by the sun. Its kinda modern French/English sort of feel.

The food were really awesome and wasn't all that pricey actually. Pretty similar but less than TGIF and the portion was just nice. I love my pesto chicken though I wished there was cheese added in it. Slender faghag ordered this superbly delicious Arabian Set. The lamb pate was exquisitely delicious, juicy and wth every bite, there's an explosion of flavours. The lamb meat was minced with herbs and some beans, cooked to perfection. In the end, C had to help finish her food. I shamelessly offered a hand finishing it too.

Pesto chicken.

Arabian Set.


My trans friend had mini bangers, kids meal, just to see what mini bangers were... We told him it was mini wieners and when it came to the table, it was skinned wieners. I could have come up with so many annotations but I resisted myself. I feel proud. Heheheh.

C had the lasagna and the shear size of it shocked me. It was a huge pile of lasagna, something mother nature mudslide had happened on his plate but it was lovely. La faghag and ex ordered the mushroom quiche. Those were lovely too and I'm a huge fan of mushrooms, any sorts of mushrooms.



Mini bangers, lasagna and mushroom quiche.

We enjoyed our meal over many many conversations that took place on that table. We were talking about so many topics ranging from advertising to the Indian customs and bra strap tips. Funnily enough, the bra strap tips were only useful to C since there rest were three girls and two fags... Go figure.

Speaking of advertising, C mentioned about the latest Gatsby advertisement campaign. Watch and listen intently.

Did you get it? No? Well listen to their tagline, 'Gatsby Moving Rubber'. Listen carefully and you'll hear this, 'Gatsby, Moving Lubber'. Heheheh. That's just so funny. Moving Rubber itself is enough give laughing fits to anyone but Moving Lubber?! Gotta love the Japanese. Heheheh.

-Live Long & Prosper

Chop My Head Off

Everyone's got a code name for everything, gosh I know I got tonnes of them. Fly trap as in Venus fly trap is one of my favourite. It is used when there's a potentially cute guy from a far then you and him walk towards each other and then bam... Ewwwww... Definitely not a looker hence a fly trap. Great from a far but snap comes the jaws of death of the Venus fly trap when its too late.

After work, Leggie and I went to KLCC. Boy, the whole of KLCC was infested with fags. Everywhere we look there's at least a handful. We were practically swarmed by fags. That's when Leggie came out with his code name. Every time he sees one, he'll say, "If he's not gay, you can chop my head off.". Talk about calibrating one's gaydar eh.

I was rather disturbed at first but it became rather amusing since I realised this was Leggie. A little rummy here and rather fabulous there. Funny how everytime I see Leggie, he reminds me of a three-toed sloth. Hehehhe. Its he's demeanor, very gentle, slow and graceful. Not about him being a lazy ass. Hehehhe. Actually, a koala fits the descriptions too. Hahahha.

Anyhow, I think the reason why KLCC was flooded with fags was that Banana Republic was launching their branch there and Sean Gazli was the performer. My don't he look hawt. Nice cute bubble asses and nice pectorals with the added bonus of protruding nipple that could poke an eye out. Yes, we stood there and drooled. I drooled for the body since I don't like mature looking men.

Apparently the secret to achieve such beauty is to have a rich boyfriend and you'll be sent to any gyms to get those adonis features. In return, the boyfriend gets to copulate that newly formed tight ass. Again, a very disturbing theory by Leggie yet it makes sense. Consider it barter trade. Hahahah.

So lets get ourselves a rich boyfriend.

Or just wish upon a fairy godfather.

-Live Long & Prosper

Faces of Rat Rat

Come to think of it, rat rat has been with McDave and I for nearly a year now. Yea it was nearly a year ago where I saved two rat rat from the evil clutches of consumerism and this is his story, well both of them or whichever...

It was a few weeks we became a couple that I got rat rat. I still remember the feeling when I first saw rat rat. There were so many of them and all were so adorable waiting for me to take them home. I couldn't pick which so I just took a random two. That was the beginning of rat rat with us.

Aren't they just so cute?

I brought rat rat to virtually everywhere I go. Call me weird but I just like having rat rat around and cam-whore him. I guess rat rat solves the problem of me wanting a pet and mom not letting me have a pet. Rat rat's perfect. He doesn't poop, eat, drink or runaway. Simple see?

Don't ask and I won't tell...

No matter how I look at him, he's just so adorable. From his scruffy fur to his cute uneven ears, always makes me smile seeing him. I love his three toed feet. They're just so adorable and his droopy eyes just reminds me of Puss In Boots. Just so endearing.

I woke up seeing him like this... I swear...

Leggie's favourite picture of rat rat.

I dunno why but I just love my stuffed toys. In my eyes, each have their own distinct characters like you and I. Rat rat is just plain lazy and sleeps all day. He's got a mysterious 'wireless' connection (as McDave would call it) with the other rat rat and apparently gossips with each other all day long... Don't ask. I have no idea where McDave gets this crazy idea but I just go along with it. Makes our conversations really hilarious.

When I'm alone, rat rat makes my day. A little hug and kiss will do. Of course, rat rat is not the replacement for my one and only Prince Charming. Life is hard enough as it is but its the little things that makes it all worth going through life.

Awww. So adorable~~~

I love the rest of my stuffed toys equally of course. They're like the Brady Bunch in my daily life. Hehehhe. I sound so childish.

Oh well.

Its my life after all and I'm loving it.

Rodent or marsupial?

-Live Long & Prosper

Perplexing Ass

C was over at my place in Central Queer or known as my room. Just random popping by as usual. Didn't do anything in particular, just chilling. Until he opened his blog to show me his post with a YouTube clip. I watched it, I got curious then I got confused...
I didn't know what I was confused about. I wouldn't be confused if I knew what I was confused about right? I love the song a lot. Its a great song and so catchy. Its a cross between Kylie Minogue and George Michael, both such a gay combo. Even Sam said its so me.

But I was still confused everytime I watch the video clip. A little something bugging the back of my head. It shook my fabulous queer foundation of being queer. I thought I was turning straight! Imagine that...

Today, I got back from work and I kept repeating the video clip. They call this addiction. Then it hit me. The video clip is hot, the song is brilliant and the asses. The asses~~~ Dem perfect bubble asses! I shall demonstrate how this confuses me.

Girls... (not interested)

Oooo perfect asses! (ogle)

Boobs... (not interested)

Asses! (ogle)

Girls... (not interested)

Asses! (ogle)

See my dilemma? Nice asses, I like then boobs, I don't like and both attached to one body... My penis was thinking, "To inflate or not to inflate?". Its so confusing like looking at a centaur for the very first time and trying to figure out what the heck is that.

I wonder if C intentionally put that YouTube to turn me straight.

Hmmm?

-Live Long & Prosper

Battle of The Hair

This is what happens when interns don't have anything to do at work, we cam-whore and take weird ass pictures and think about weird things. Yes, these coming three weeks we have nothing to do. Even our boss said so. Sigh... Can't do what I want to do, which is to read my book, also... So we went wild with my K800i instead.

And here is the result.


Guess which arm is mine.

The arm on the left is mine and the one on the right is la faghag's. Yep, she's got 20% extra hair on her arms. Mine is like the dead and barren moon. Actually, I'm generally hairless save for my head, armpits, legs, groin and some fuzz as my facial hair. Luckily I have some body hair to begin with or I'll look like steamed chicken when I'm naked. Heheheh.

But I've always wonder where la faghag got all those hair from. Her mom and dad are practically hairless. Must be her great-great-grand parents in the past or someone that has the hairy genes. Heheheh.

Since I'm blogging, I shall show you guys the studs that McDave and I got during the weekend. I love my studs.

I love studs!
The silver one is mine and the black on is his. Each cost RM25 though... That's like one pair of Renoma GString already... Anyhow, the his stud can be worn both sides, the diamond side and the flat side. How cool is that and it looks great. Mine can only be worn on the diamond side but I love it cause of the size. Its bigger than what I have at the moment and I can carry off a bigger stud. Though I think it looks better without the black rubber. Can't wait to wear it!

-Live Long & Prosper

Insecurity

Last Thursday I skipped work. When I woke up, I was feeling really lousy and down. In fact I was feeling it the night before when I was chatting with Alex, who tried to cheer me up but the effort was wasted. At that moment, I didn't know what was bugging me. Thursday morning came but I was still feeling lousy and down. So I smsed la faghag and my boss that I wasn't coming for work and went back to sleep hoping that I wouldn't wake up again. It was, as JL said, my "duh" day, ultimate "duh" day actually.

Took me awhile to realise what was bugging me. It was my physical appearance or more blatantly said, I'm fat. The breakup with McDave sure didn't help much in the self-esteem and confidence department. It made it worst actually, not to mention everything about me shattered to gazillion pieces. I was essentially negative self-esteem boy for several months. My mood was swinging like a pendulum, only it swung from normal days to bad days and back to normal days. Never swung to the good days.

Then something happened yesterday. I was out with a bunch of bloggers for a lunch outing. It was a good outing overall, seeing friends I've not seen before and generally having a good time. Then it happened. E made an observation about me being fat. He said, "You've put on weight since the last I saw you.". Usually that would spiral me into depression but I chose not to. I chose to enjoy everyone's company despite what had just happened.

Interesting how people generally love to pick on fat people. Next thing I knew as we were eating fatty pork meat (which was really nice actually), K made a reference of the meat to me. Sigh... The mental abuse I have to go through for a day eh. But again I just cast it aside and enjoy the outing.

The two above aren't bad actually. Its not like they're doing it on purpose. I know because the next one that I will pen down is the ultimate. It is the "I know what I say and do is going to hurt him so I'm gonna do it cause I like seeing him in pain.". I'll call him Foul Mouth and the best way I can describe this person is, he's got his good moments.

I've only met him a handful of times and all those times that I met him, I'll have to endure mental abuse from him. First he'll glare at me, top to bottom, with his condescending eyes, every time. Then he'll pick on me about how fat I am. He once made this remark while I was wearing a t-shirt that I got from dearest William and dearest Derek. The tee was a little tight on the shoulder but it is a really nice shirt.

He said, "OMG, your boobs are like bigger than K (K's a gal whose actually got nice sized boobs).". Again, I just swallow it like I always do whenever I meet him.

Oh there was another one that I remembered. It was after my breakup that I met him for the first time. He said, "Why do you have be so fat?". He mumbled it in his breath hoping that I didn't hear but I did hear it, loud and clear. I pretended I heard nothing and just asked him to repeat what he said.

Why am I writing this as my post? Its just something I have to let out of my heart. Its way too tiring to carry it around me and I assure you, this post is not to get back at any of them.
I don't hate or feel angry any of them. It just happened and it is just the way people are. I felt that I need to write an honest post in my blog for once and this is it. I could write bad things about them but what's the point? It serves no purpose.

I'm 178cm tall and weigh 68kg. I'm not anywhere near as lean as Jay Chau or my idol, Lee Hom nor do I posses physical features that I can proudly flaunt around. I'm most certainly isn't the person anyone will look at twice or be ogle at. I do wish that I am like those boys in Axcest's hotshots every time I look at it. All these flaws of mine I know and I don't need anyone to tell me that nor do I need anyone's pity. I can handle myself well thank you.

I may look happy and jovial like the world is a beautiful place but I am still human with fragile feelings.

-Live Long & Prosper

'Kua Chi' Ladies

I was in Pudu yesterday with two fag friends of mine. So there we were in Pudu having lunch in a hawker center. Its a huge hawker center and they've got loads of food but 99% of the people there weren't eating...

We ordered our teow chew porridge.

Everywhere we looked, there were men with a bottles of beer and packets of 'kua chi' (dried watermelon seeds). Curious... Very curious... I continued eating the porridge and the two of my friends were saying, "Its amazing.", "I didn't its here." and so on. I queried what were they talking about and they asked me to look around closely.

I see loads of China women. Nothing suspicious except they're all selling 'kua chi' packets. Closer observations of their behaviour, reminded me of something from Memoirs Of A Geisha. Well not quite, far from it actually. At first, they looked like escorts to me, someone to accompany old geezers there to eat 'kua chi'. But something tells me that wasn't so.

They were what I suspected, prostitutes. Apparently, buying a packet of 'kua chi' is the signal that you're interested in the gal. Then she will accompany the buyer to eat the 'kua chi' while discussing the rates. The rates are RM100 for young ones and RM80 for older ones but the minimum is RM60.

Buy a packet of 'kua chi',
She'll accompany you.
Buy a few more packets of 'kua chi',
She'll bed with you.

I wonder if the women there had gaydar installed cause no women approached us when we were there.

Am I that obvious?

Over flamboyant?

What I do?

Anyhow, the smoking barrel.


The hawker center.


Women with old geezers...


More pervert old geezers...


He's the most pervert old geezer from the lot...

I have an idea. We should open a cafe exclusively for gays and I'll get boys from all the corners of the earth. The boys will be selling ripe bananas. Hehehhe. Good yes? I can so imagine what the boys will say to potential buyers. Something like this, "Buy my banana sir? Very ripe.". :P

-Live Long & Prosper

Look What The Cat Brought In

Got this huge ass parcel from the mail the other day when I skipped work. I just didn't feel like going to work, felt like crap actually and wanna spend time home. I was wondering what this huge box was and my mom asked me to pop it open.

I took a look at the top and it said for my dad and it was from Hong Leong Bank. Hmmm how queer. Big box, from the bank and for my dad?

Gold bars?

Newly printed cash?

Cocaine?

*shrugs

Took a pen knife and cut the wrappers open. Its a portable mini bar! Awesome. Wonder what my dad did to get it. Must be some sort of a reward thing that they have for using their credit card. Though I wish the colour is pink or something more alive than a faded-ish green. Makes it look like it came from the 70s or older. Oh well. Its free after all. :P


Portable mini fridge!

The cool thing about this fridge is it can be hooked up to the car. Lets party and ROAD TRIP!

-Live Long & Prosper

Ocean's Thirteen

Ocean's Thirteen.

I heart Brat Pitt! He's so hot in this movie and I practically couldn't keep my excitement to myself whenever he comes out on the screen. He's just so hot. *drool Poor Marvin (fagstag) had to endure the drama of me getting all giggly and grabbing his arms in excitement. I must get a I Heart Brat Pitt shirt in pink. Hehehe.

I thought the movie was excellent. The storyline was great, the actors are HAWT and the hotel scenes were breath-taking. I would love to stay in that hotel for just one night and see it for myself. It looked gorgeous. The movie was a great continuation of the previous Ocean's with really good character developments and original humours throughout the movie.

I really love the part where Oprah kinda turned up in the movie. George Cloonney and Brat Pitt were standing in front of the television while she was giving away a home, fully furnished to a family in need. George and Brat sniffled and Brat just looked so adorable. Like an adorable, helpless little puppy that you can't resist but take it into your arms.

Ah Brat Pitt...

I love all the outfit Brat was wearing in the movie. He looked particularly HAWT in olive green shirt made of satin. Oh just so hot. The amazing part was, he never took of his shirt in the movie and still he looked super HAWT. Even la faghag was drooling over him when she watched it.

Oooo Brat Pitt up-close.

So there. I had my shot of testosterone from the men on the silver screen. Not to mention cute twinkies that I saw before the movie in Mid Valley. There was this twink in Starbucks and I'm very sure he's gay. He was wearing a purple v-neck long sleeves and was carrying a Topman and Philosophy shopping bag. He had this lovely innocent smile. So tempted to go in there and line up behind him just to get a closer look. Mid Valley was literally sprawling with twinkie fags. Love Mid Valley for that.

Go watch the movie. I highly recommend it. If you don't believe me, IMDB gave a 7.4/10 for it, fairly good score.

The synopsis:

The last time we saw Danny Ocean's crew, they were paying back ruthless casino mogul Terry Benedict after stealing millions from him. However, it's been a while since they've come back together, which is all about to change. When one of their own, Reuben Tishkoff builds a hotel with known casino owner Willy Banks, the last thing he ever wanted was to get cut out of the deal personally by the loathsome Banks. Banks' attitude even goes so far as to finding the amusement in Tishkoff's misfortune when the double crossing lands Reuben in the hospital because of a heart attack.

However, Danny and his crew won't stand for Banks and what he's done to a friend. Uniting with their old enemy Benedict, who himself has a vendetta against Banks, the crew is out to pull off a major plan. One that will unfold on the night Banks' newest hot spot opens up, when the crew is out to bankrupt one of the city's most despised businessmen. But they're not in this for the money, but for the revenge.

-taken from IMDB

-Live Long & Prosper

Clothes

La faghag and I were discussing about clothes all of a sudden. She was looking at me, scanning up and down, up and down (I never felt so naked in front of a girl before) and just said, "OMG... Your outfit put together costs more than mine...". I was thinking "Bitch, rub it in some more...". Heheheh, just kidding.

So lets breakdown the outfits and see how true this is, starting with her outfit.

This is she.

  1. Black shirt from Nichi: RM28
  2. Pants from Nicole: RM70
  3. Handbag from Nine West: RM90
  4. Earings: RM10
  5. Shoes: RM23
Grand total of RM221

Then you have me:


This is me.

  1. Blue checkered shirt from G2000: RM100
  2. Slacks from KeyNG: RM120
  3. Shoes from Pierre Cardin: RM270
  4. Piercing: RM6
  5. Socks from Renoma: RM17
Grand total of RM513

Dem it... Girls have a wider range of clothes and cheaper too... Guys clothes are dem expensive... Both our items were on sale too... Its not fair to the fags that want to look fabulous with clothes but so expensive to buy... I'm depressed now. Dem la faghag.

Actually not long ago, we went into FOS and I got some clothes from there. Its amazing how cheap they are. I never been into FOS to buy stuff from there before. I got a pair of bermuda shorts, a pink t-shirt and a pair of thongs (flip flops) for the price of RM90. That's like an awesome buy and its a really nice outfit if I say so myself. Must go there have a look once in a while.

Now I'm hunting for polo shirts. I like the ones they have in Baleno, two for RM75 and they have my favourite colours soft pink and a light blue. Its just plain solid polo. I don't know where my old polos went. Must have chucked them out during the last spring cleaning. I want to get em while the promotion is still available.

-Live Long & Prosper

Ze Nephew

There is this trainee engineer, nephew to a senior engineer, came into the company a month ago. I didn't even realised it until one day I was at his floor visiting a friend. He caught my attention from the corner of my eyes as I was talking to my friend. Something about him that pinged my gaydar. I never had such reaction towards another guy before. Maybe because this guy has this certain allure in him.

I've seen him many times since then but never had the opportunity to talk to him. There is something really bugs me about him. Then one day in McDonald's for the free Sausage McMuffin day, I saw him. I saw him queuing up and he was holding a bag.

This kind of bag.

This bag is so gay...

That bag on him was screaming, "I'm gay.". I couldn't help but stare at him the entire time when I was in line. When I stare, I STARE and he would be blind to not notice me staring at him. Though la faghag still don't buy the story that he's gay. Days went by and I see him every now and then. Some days with nice shirt and pants that makes him look really yummy and hot, some days, it is best donated to the Salvation Army.

The opportunity to talk to him presented itself today as he was going to lunch alone. We were done with our lunch and saw him sitting alone eating his lunch. I bugged la faghag to go talk to him, introduce me to him since she's spoken to him before. As la faghag and him were talking, he didn't even looked my way even though I positioned myself with her like Cheng & Eng, somewhat like a Siamese Twins. Strike one.

I had to say my name first and extend my hand first to him... Strike two. He didn't even say his name properly. All we heard was something yawn... Strike three. Then the next thing we know, my friend told us (not really told us. we had to discover it ourselves.) his name is John. He don't even look like a John... When it came to the shake, I felt like I was shaking hands (or tentacles) with a squid... I was afraid I might have crushed his hands in the process... Strike... I'm out of strikes for this guy...

It was a squeamish experience meeting this guy. Totally whacked from what I imagined to meet him would be like. No matter. The fact remains, him with the bag bugs me. The bag is just too gay to be handled by a straight guy is all I'm saying.

-Live Long & Prosper

Random Photos of Yore

Too tired to write up a blog post. Was out with McDave yesterday after work supposedly to cut my hair but decided not to. Its still manageable for me to tszuj my hair. I did however, took interesting photos yesterday. It was quite a photo-ful event.

See photo number one and two.

I wonder who wrote "gay".

5 hours of sleep?

Its a blood donation drive campaign posters posted at the lobby of my office. I love blood donation drive even though I don't qualify for it since I have homosexual "activities". I'm not bothered by it. I just tick "NO" and be done with it. I find it interesting that you can't donate blood if you had been infected with STDs in the past. Why?

Photo number three was taken in Guardian at my office building. Is it just me or they looked very Sadism & Masochism to me. All the chains tied to their neck and they looked very happy...Didn't know Pooh and gang were into those activities.

Gives me the chill looking at how happy they were...

Next photo of the day taken in Sungai Wang. Interesting way to advertise the shop. Its so easy. All you have to say is, "Look out for the truck stuck through the wall and a dude climbing."

Cool sign for a shop.

Final photo is both rat rat back together again for a week or so. McDave was staying over last week and he forgot to take his rat rat back in the morning. It didn't looked like it mattered since all it did was sleep, sleep some more and sleep. Lazy bugger... I guess they had fun with the reunion. Heheh.

So adorable, the lot of them.

Awww look at them sleep.

-Live Long & Prosper

Holy Blog

There is a website imposing as my blog with a similar blog address that I wasn't even aware of until Alex told me about it. Like those websites that has the address of a very popular site but the address is misspelled intentionally hoping that visitors would type the right typo to get into the other site instead.

This is such case except I think they took the wrong blog address to impersonate. Meet Impersonator Site.

Are you freaking kidding me?!

QueerRant a Bible studies and Information Site?! How does that work? I couldn't believe it at first... Its too weird to be true. Guessed they just take any blogger address and transfer visitors to their site. I find this rather disturbing...

*juk juk juk

"May God Bless Your Soul", was what McDave said when he opened it...

I guess you guys can call me Padre and we'll do confessions. *grin

A Road Trip to Holiness.

-Live Long & Prosper

ISETAN Is Evil

ISETAN is evil... My mom and I went back there again yesterday... Mom wanted to get a new fragrance too and of course I couldn't resist going to see The Promoter again. Except today I saw him in glasses. He looked so adorable with glasses. Though by now, I'm used to his DIVA-ness and it was fun sniffing for perfume he suggested for mom. In the end, mom got HUGO Women. Lovely fragrance. Very fresh and sweet that's not overpowering to the nose. Its definitely not a head turner. I don't like head turners...

The Promoter was really nice cause he gave us two body lotion (for mom), one shower gel (for me) and a miniature HUGO Women (for mom). Ain't he sweet.


More HUGO products.

With that purchase, we got RM10 voucher from ISETAN. They are giving out RM10 voucher with every RM100 purchase of fragrances and cosmetic products. I wanted to get a cap and I saw one from Padini. So I got that and two pairs of Renoma socks. Was so tempted to buy more GStrings... I guess I should stop over stocking underwear like there's a nuclear winter coming yes?


Padini cap.

I couldn't really concentrate on shopping. There was just too many good looking twinkie boys around. Honestly... Never have I seen so many of them all pack jammed in ISETAN. I love ISETAN sale now. My eyes were scanning relentlessly and everywhere I look, I could feel my mouth drooling...

Boys...

Twinks...

Manly twinks...

Rice twinks...

Gorgeous twinks...

All sorts of twinks...

Had O'Briens for tea. I ordered a turkey slice & Cheddar Toostie. Its really yummy. So happy that O'Briens finally opened in KLCC though I can't afford to eat it as often as I like. Heheheh.


O'Briens Outlet in KLCC.

Nice packaging I say.<

That was shopping day number two. No more shopping for me.

-Live Long & Prosper

Brat

Ok its official, I'm a spoiled brat... ISETAN is on SALE from yesterday till tomorrow and of course, Friday lunch I dragged my mom there to go shopping. I had one thing in mind, try out Calvin Klien's new CKIn2U. I had a whiff but couldn't decide so we went to the men's floor and have a look around but nothing attracted my attention except a belt from Padini. Its pink with dark pink stripes. See Pluboy, I still love my pinks.


My pink belt.


Jonathan Rhys Myers!!!

Went back down to the fragrance floor again to scout for fragrances. I headed to HUGO Boss to try out the new HUGO Boss Limited Edition. It was quite nice but at the same time I didn't really like it. Its not me, so to speak. The Promoter suggested HUGO Energise instead. I smelled it and I was in love with it. The best thing is the promotion that they were having. Buy a big bottle (which I did) and get a HUGO traveling bag for free. I love the bag!

I love HUGO!

Now I will gossip about the Promoter. OMG! The Promoter was like so D.I.V.A. He's got all the hand gestures, body language and the manner of which he speaks. At first, I thought he was like a mirror image of me but after awhile he D.I.V.A-ness even rivals mine... I was in awe though something about him that I was feeling curious about. La faghag and Leggie was giving me tips on how to get the guy's number.

Hi may I know what's the name of this fragrant and please write your number at the back of the tester strip please?

-Leggie

Shameless people. Shameless.

Though I was so tempted to do so myself if it wasn't for my mom. Don't want to give her stroke la...

The sale in ISETAN is awesome. Shop till you drop guys.

-Live Long & Prosper

Muscular Knots

I was abruptly awaken from my slumber, not by a nightmare but by an unbearable, excruciating pain on my left calf. It was so painful that I nearly woke up screaming my lungs out. But this pain was all too familiar to me. I have had my fair share of, what we call cramps. It hurts like a bitch every time I get it...

Cramps it seems has two causes, one from the build up of lactic acid and the other lack of water and salt. Lactic acid build up happens due to inadequate oxygenation especially when we exercise. The other is just simply low intake of water and salt. The former seems unlikely since the only 'rigorous exercise' I do is walk to work from LRT station. The cramp that I experienced is called 'Nocturnal Leg Cramp'.

I learned a nifty trick to reduce the trauma of cramps. Cramps make the muscle to contract involuntarily and violently. Whenever there's a cramp coming along, I'll extend / stretch my muscle preventing the muscle from contracting. I do this till the cramp stops. I feel it reduces the pain after the cramp.

I remember when I was still in high school, I woke up from my sleep screaming like I was in some horror movie. I had cramps on both my left and right calves. Talk about shitty luck. I was in total agony and it was a very long episode of cramps. I literally cried that night. The next morning, I could barely limped and my calves were very weak and sore.

I gotta start drinking more water and eat more salt. I should reduce wanking frequency to conserve water than eh? I should start eat bananas too.

Hmmm... Anyone willing to offer me bananas?

-Live Long & Prosper

Dead Like Me



OMG! 3.33 minutes into the pilot of this show and I'm already loving it. Honestly, I heard this tv series from someone (I really forgotten who. Sorry.) and I just downloaded it without asking what was it was about. I only knew it was good and TV.com rated 9.1 for it. Must be good right? Did a little search in Demonoid and tadaa they've got the complete season I and II. Woo hoo.

So far, its a girl and...



Oh oh oh cute BOY! So cute! So Gorgeous! Blue eyed boy! *gasp

Anyhow, the story:
The series begins when 18-year-old George Lass is killed by a toilet seat from the Mir space station hurtling towards earth. She discovers that the afterlife does indeed exist, where she has been assigned a job as a 'Grim Reaper.' It's her job to reap the souls from the living and guide them to their eternal reward. Besides coping with her new job, she must learn to deal with being young and starting out - and of course, being dead.
OMG another cute one. Sorry. Heheh. Watching it as I write this post.

But yea. Killed by a toilet seat from MIR Space Station?! That just sucks no?

Some of the quotes thus far:
Bad people are punished by society's law and good people... are punished by Murphy's law.
Heheheh. I find this hilarious and my favorite. Good people are punished by Murphy's Law. :P
They say your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the moment before you die. That might be true if you're terminally ill or your parachute doesn't open, but if death sneaks up on you the only thing you have time to think is... Awwww shit.
Loving it every moment of this show. I dunno what to compare this show with. Its one of a kind.

Ceh the blue eyed boy was just an extra...

Go watch people go watch.

-Live Long & Prosper

Jonathan Rhys Meyers

Look who I saw when I was watching TV the other day! Its Jonathan Rhys Meyers. The coach in Bend It Like Beckham. Awww. He's so hot, oh so charming and got the most stunning eyes.



I love him in this advertisement. He's just so hot in his black shirt, perfectly chiseled, manly jaws and his eyes are just gorgeous.

Funny thing was, I wanted to buy that fragrant and they had this beautiful bag to go with every RM200 and above purchase. Oh I do want to get it...

*praying to Father Christmas or Fairy Godfather


-Live Long & Prosper

Quattro Meme

Darn you Alex for tagging me~~~

Anyhow, here it is.


Quattro Jobs I've Had In My Life

Actually none... Shocking eh... :P

Quattro Movies I Can Watch Over And Over Again

  1. Serenity - Possibly the best sci-fi movie ever.
  2. The Matrix - I got no words to describe this movie. Brilliant would be the understatement of the year for The Matrix.
  3. The Devil Wears Prada - I love this movie~~~ The OST is awesome too.
  4. Pirates of The Caribbean - Jack Sparrow anyone?
Quattro Places I've Been On Vacation

  1. Melbourne - My sis is there and cherry farms~~~
  2. Singapore - Gotta love Singapore. Things work there unlike...
  3. Vietnam - Dad was working there and I met my best friend there too.
  4. Brunei - Mom's side of the family is from there.
Quattro Of My Favourite Dishes

  1. Pasta Pesto & Cheese - The most simplest and most divine comfort food for me. I love it.
  2. Dim Sum - I just love dim sum. The variety of dim sums.
  3. Satay Celup - Melakan food rocks.
  4. Chicken Rice Balls - Melakan food doubly rocks.
Quattro Places I Would Like To Visit

  1. Rome - Oh bronze Roman man and of course for its amazing history.
  2. New York - Lets see what the big fuss is all about. :P
  3. Taiwan - I hear there tonnes of food to eat there and the boys, oh the boys. I love the boys there.
  4. Venice - Gotta see the place before the sea level rises and Venice becomes the next Atlantis.
Quattro Most Overused Words

  1. Like OMG~~~
  2. Hello?!
  3. Bite me...
  4. Hehe...
Quattro TV Shows I Just Love To Watch

  1. Battlestar Galactica - Very good story plots, very human and very engaging.
  2. Heroes - Amazing storyline, good character development and Ando is so adorable.
  3. Star Trek Voyager - My favourite of all the Star Trek. Really good stuff and I was so in love with Seven of Nine. My pre-gay era where girls kinda look attractive to me.
  4. Firefly - The best Sci-fi ever!
Quattro Bloggers I'm Tagging

  1. M5lvin
  2. SubangDiva
  3. Derek
  4. Kyle
-Live Long & Prosper

The Pinky & The Brain

I am sure most of us grew up watching The Pinky & The Brain ACME cartoon back in the good old yesteryear. I don't know about you but I adore this cartoon so much. Explains why I love rat rat so much hmmm?



They're Pinky and The Brain
Yes, Pinky and The Brain
One is a genius
The other's insane.
They're laboratory mice
Their genes have been spliced
They're dinky
They're Pinky and The Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain
Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain
Brain.

Before each night is done
Their plan will be unfurled
By the dawning of the sun
They'll take over the world.

They're Pinky and The Brain
Yes, Pinky and The Brain
Their twilight campaign
Is easy to explain.
To prove their mousey worth

They'll overthrow the Earth
They're dinky
They're Pinky and The Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain
Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain
Narf!

They even got the best cartoon intro ever! Two laboratory mice trying to rule the world?! Heheheh. You can't get anything more original than that. Oh and its also one of Steven Spielberg's brainchildren. On my end however, I have rat rat...

I wonder what's on rat rat's mind...

-Live Long & Prosper

Underwear Expert Rival...

There I was chit chatting with Mervin? Bervin? Belvin? Oh right M5lvin. Yes chatting with him yesterday and he passed me Gary - Superman (you can listen to it in his blog) that I requested in an attempt to spam his chatbox. I'm so addicted to that song. Its so catchy. I love it. Thanks Melvin. Then I was checking where did my blog visitors came from and I saw the same keyword again, Renoma Underwear. So I clicked it and found another blog that was linked to this keyword.

Its called Underwear Malaysia.

*click

*read, read, read

*gasp

*ooooo

I literally combed the whole archive to see more. He's like The Ultimate Guide to all that is Underwear. He even got pictures of underwear waistbands taken from his hand phone camera from the looks of it. I'm in awe. I should start doing that.

Heheh. Yep people, tuck in that shirt or I'm gonna shoot what's under it.

Actually, I'm threaten by this blogger. He's seen (perhaps owns) more underwear than me. Time to go shopping and scouring for more waistbands. Hehehehe.

-Live Long & Prosper

Fukui

This post is actually half a week late. Hehehe. I totally forgotten about it and had other more interesting things to blog about. But the post is finally here, that's what that counts. So my dad is back but he's flying off tomorrow. Short trip but its ok. At least I got to see him right?

After work on Monday, mom bought us to a place called Fukui somewhere behind Time Square. Forgot what's the restaurant next to it. They serve really nice Japanese Cuisine.

Fukui, means prosperous well and I do somewhat like the place. It be better if it was filled with more people other than just us. I guess we went there too early for dinner.

The front of the restaurant.

When I first opened the menu, I had no idea what to order. Everything was just so delicious. Really. Sashimi, sushi, tempura, udon and even tempayaki with the proper tempayaki table setup. We finally settled on their sets to satisfy my craving for sashimi and tempura.

So I ordered the sashimi set, my dad ordered cod fish and my mom unagi set. They each cost about an average of RM45. First I thought it was like heck expensive until the set came. It was huge and had so many things to indulge my senses. I love my set a lot. It had generous portion of sashimi, tempura, steamed egg, Japanese sticky rice, a bowl of miso soup and some pickle. Its really worth the money paid for it.

The steamed egg is to die for. Really. Its delicious and full of flavour. It was super steaming hot when I started eating it. Burnt the roof of my mouth but its really tasty. It had some meat in it, shitake mushroom and a ginko bean. Just simply divine.

Not to forget, for starters, they gave us this cold tofu dish with sour sauce. The waitress there was kind enough to give us seconds free of charge when the tofu just vanished from the bowl. Hehehhe.

Sashimi set. Its got raw salmon, tuna, squid and some white fish.

Cod fish set.

Unagi set.

I would definitely go back to dine but with my parents or someone else who's paying the bill of course. :P

-Live Long & Prosper

A Short History Of Nearly Everything

This book is truly amazing. It reminds me why back in high school I love science so much. Back then, everything about science triggers a sensation of curiosity and fascination. I just love science though I hate physics... I can't get a proper grasp on physics. Not then, not now.

I remembered during a class of biology, we had to prick our fingers to extract blood cells to see the structure of it. I was so in awe when I saw the cells that I got curious what else would look like under a microscope. Calvin, CK and I got curious one day talking about how does sperms actually look like. The next day came and CK brought a bottle filled with his fresh ejaculation (I'm a bad influence it seems)... Though we didn't get to see it cause I didn't wanna be the one asking, "Teacher, may we use the microscope so we can examine CK's cum?"

This book is indeed as John Waller from Guardian reviewed, "Truly impressive... it's hard to imagine a better rough guide to science".

Its a breeze reading the book. Bill Bryson wrote the book in such a way that people with minimal science background would be able to understand what he's saying. He made Quantum Physics like its an elementary school subject though its not Quantum Physics 101.

As what the title indicates, it is essentially a short history of nearly everything. The book starts from the Big Bang Theory, cruise through the age of dinosaurs, to a close examine of the Earth, a microscopic look of ourselves and end in the modern era which is now. Its truly is an engaging book to read and keeps the mind fascinated with facts of science we don't know.

Some excerpts from the book:

This explains so much about my hair growth since I don't have a beard.

How fast a man's beard grows, for instance, is partly a function of how much he thinks about sex (because thinking about sex produces a testosterone surge).

OMG! This is how the buggers get in...

One of the most commonest genes we have is for a protein called reverse transscriptase, which has no known beneficial to human beings at all. The one thing it does do is make it possible for retroviruses, such as HIV, to slip unnoticed into the human system.

I really love this book and I do recommend everyone to read it. It really is a fun book to read.

-Live Long & Prosper

The Booger Speakth

Guess who I bumped into in the lift while going for lunch? Its BOOGER~~~ And he's so adorable in his white and black stripe shirt. Even more adorable is his smile and laugh. He actually said hi to me first in the presence of another person. *gasp gasp fan fan We actually had some conversation or in the words of la faghag, "He can form sentences?".

It went like so:

Booger: Hi there. *smile with a huge grin
Me: Hello *cheerful tone amd press floor button
B: Oh you're going up... *grin
M: Yep. Going up. *grins back
B: I hate people going up to the higher floor. *looks at the wall and grumbled something more
M: *still grinning (he's talking to me!)
B: Yea. *grumble grumble grumble
M: *grin grin (awwww he's so cute and he's talking to me!)

Ding, my floor.

M: Well now you can go down. *grin smile (he's still so adorable)
B: *grins back

Yes I know what you guys would be thinking, "OMG he's a prick". No he's not... He's an adorable prick. Heheheh. Makes me wanna pinch his cheeks. Heheheh. Oh well. That's my booger for yea. An adorable booger.

Anyhow, went to have lunch with Leggie and la faghag in this little corner shop. It was a sumptuous lunch all thanks to Leggie's sudden craving and indecisive mind to order nasi lemak, che cheong fun (literally means pig's intestine but its not. its made of flour.) and yam cake. Well thanks to him, we had a taste of such delicious and mouthful of che cheong fun. I love it. Its huge and had so much ingredients in it. Yummy.

Just look at that nasi lemak. Yummy.

Here's the che cheong fun and yam cake.

-Live Long & Prosper

New McD Technology

I am really impressed with McDonald in Ampang Park. They've got a technology so advance that it rivals all communication and tracking devices available.

Leggie and I have always wondered how the McD people seem to know who to give the burger that have ordered at the counter. They don't use numbers or tokens. They just know who to find. Its like pigeons, they just know where to navigate.

Then today the mystery was solved. I saw this so call new technology. Its this. The most sophisticated and advance, way beyond its time technology was finally demystified. It is...

Gasp. I could have come up with that.

Pen and the receipt. Ingenious! The best thing is the description of the person. 'Lelaki Cina Baju Belang' (chinese dude with stripe shirt). Never knew you could describe Leggie in four words. Hahahah. You bet your nickels I was thoroughly amused.

But this technology has a huge fundamental flaw. We discovered that we could get free orders. First you need innocent looking boy (in this case JL). Get him to order something and tell him to get the food that you are waiting for or anything you fancy. He should converse with the cashier like so:

Innocent Boy: Hi. Having here. I want [insert whatever IB fancies].
Cashier: *tap tap tap machine Is that all?
IB: Oh my friend ordered [
insert whatever you fancy] but he hasn't gotten it yet.
C: Oh ok. Here you go. *hands IB [
insert whatever IB fancies and whatever you fancy]

Tadaa. Free food all thanks to an Innocent Boy, some innocent dialog and virtually nonexistent of who ordered what. This is what we call Social Engineering. We got an extra Spicy Beef Foldover from this though the discovery of this flaw was totally accidental and I do intend to exploit it whenever there's an Innocent Boy around.

Free Spicy Beef Foldover.

-Live Long & Prosper