Archive for July, 2006

My Hands Itch
July 22, 2006Itchy itchy itchy.
For some reason I wanna pick up a pen and draw. Sketch. Stab my neighbour. Something creative instead of this daily routine of turning up to work and working. Rinse and repeat. The rinse part is where I shower.
To minimise casualties, I think I’ll just start drawing again. I haven’t done that in ages. I actually miss it. I wonder if I can even produce anything worth looking at. Maybe something for me to laugh at.
Check this guy out. He rawks my pens.
… Urgh it’s getting warm here. Not because someone is rawking my pens, but because of this energy-saving exercise going on here. The aircon’s off. Gah. My laptop’s warm. I don’t want to type anymore.

So?
July 14, 2006*ponders* *clears throat*
Well, work was so….
*ahem* *frowns in thought*
You see, my family had…
*puckers* *scratches behind ear*
It started with a bright light in the night sky, then this huge mothership…
*gah*
OK. I’ve not been updating. My bad.*slaps wrist*
*changes subject* I had the worst dinner. The menu needs amending. Thai Fried Rice should be replaced with Dry Tasteless Carbo.
Some Shi(t)Zen Jasmine Tea from Coca Cola that tastes like pet shampoo = RM1.90
Dry Tasteless Carbo, Deep Fried Abused Chicken Drumstick + Ice Barley = RM8.50
The feeling of total dissatisfaction which manifests itself in the anal look that I’m wearing on my face now = Priceless
I must find something worth eating for my midnight lunch later. And also vow never to make a priceless list like that again.



