Thursday, April 13, 2006

Some quotes of the alcoholic kind...

"He who laughs last, hasn't passed out yet." - Anonymous

"Everybody should believe in something, I believe I should have another drink." - Anonymous

"A drunk man's words, are a sober man's thoughts." - Anonymous

"Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder." - Anonymous

"Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you may not be able to afford it." - anonymous

And my personal favorite,

"I drink to make other people more interesting." - George Jean Nathan

Monday, April 03, 2006

Friday Morning Meeting...

As expected my weekly Friday meeting didn't go too well. My boss was projecting an image much like this lion on the left. I, on the other hand, was more like...

...this pathetic, lame ass teddy. So defenseless...

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Lonely & Bored

This weekend I be lonely and bored. *Sob* Ots, Allen, Shannon and Punie are in Bali having the time of their lives. Bala is in Sydney. And I am in my office all alone baby-sitting unreliable contractors. I should be enjoying my freedom, time for myself but I'm not. I have decided to take up a new sport, squash. I played with Punie on Thursday night. My body aches till today.
Last night my colleagues and I went to this pub in Bangsar called G-Spot ( I like to call it G-String) We had a decent time. Got to drink the beers I've been dying to have. Felt a bit buzzed but it was good. Didn't get to dance. However, Hema did teach me the basic ballroom dance step. For the life of me, i can't remember how it goes.
Maybe I could got watch a movie today. I want to watch Ice Age 2. Was thinking of doing some carpentry work. There are some planks of wood from my old bed that I plan on turning into small shelving units for my toiletries. That should be interesting. Lately, I've been buying housy-housy magazines. Don't ask me why. It beats the hopeless fashion magazines which are 50% advertising and the other 50% fashion you wouldn't be caught dead in.

Today, I feel like a tortoise. Heavy and slow, hard and looking like I'm about to die. I want dessert. A nice pie. apple Crumble. Yum. I think I'll go get me some from San Fran. Ok, I should go check-up on the imbecile downstairs who calls himself a contractor. Tata.