That's how long it has been since I've written anything on this blog. Seems like I got caught in the moment, but it was kind of a one night stand, or as Dane Cook would say, an ONS. Well now I've got some time and want to rekindle this relationship I taught I had with Blogger. Also, rather than have a healthy social life, I'd rather sit in front of this oily screen and type on this dusty keyboard.
I'd started this year with a little bit of a gloomy feeling that I'd be stuck in this jail cell. Don't let the title on the sliding door fool you, it's just a management tool to keep idiots like me quiet, to make it seem like it's a high-ranking post and critical to the overall running of the show. Bullshit I say. It's like a Bangla being called a Petroleum Transfer Manager, or Environmental Hygiene Manager, etc. Phuckiu la.
At least they gave me a parking space, well again, to add to the perceived importance of the post. Whatever. The good thing about it is that if it rains I only get 50% wet as opposed to 100% wet. Which is still wet! What and idiot. Anyway the only reason this spot was given to me was the fact that it was my predecessor's spot. Get this, he was a Group Manager, and here I am an Ass Manager. Just let me know when to pull my pants down and bend over, please.
Well, alhamdullillah, since then there have been some positive news, and hopefully by the time I have to recite these lines, I'll be somewhere else. For those of you who have to be reminded every year, feel free to save this picture. Or if you've got legs, hands, eyes, and in general all the bodyparts that should constitute a normal human being, go get it yourself at, I assume, any decent bookstore in Malaysia.
And when I can smoke, I'll be able to smoke at this nice little corner, when I'm at that site anyway. It seems I'll be one of a minority in this activity, so at least it won't be crowded and I won't have to pretend to like conversation.
Anyway, enough about that. The next thing I want to cross of my list of things-to-do-before-I-can't-do-them is Scuba Diving. I've recently gotten to know this cool ex-mc diver dude, and hopefully it will turn out into a beautiful relationship - check that, maybe no need to be beautiful, you never know with these mc dudes. Anyway, I'm trying to save enough money to grab one of these babies.....
but considering that I can't even get a wetsuit yet, it'll probably remain a dream.... By the way, is there anything worng with a guy wanting to own his own wetsuit? Is it so wrong?
Well if I can't get that cool underwater car or wetsuit, for now I guess I'll focus on another activity which most of the time I can't get to do... at the current rate, with me being away most of the time, it's almost as rare as it is for these pandas......
I wonder if the zoo's crowded today.... I was thinking of going the the zoo, what else?
Then again there's always next week.
