Wednesday, March 30, 2005

All I Want for Christmas is

my Two Front Teeth!

and looks like Christmas comes early for the Lil' Junior. 2 up front, lower part.

The partner and I realised the 2nd one last week and he just looked so adorable with those inverse-rabbit style teeth. ehehehe...

There's a problem though, nowadays he just love to bite and then shake his head at the same time.


Monday, March 28, 2005

No Voicemail pls

cause i don't like em.

Who needs a voicemail when you got sms?

So if you call me and got my voicemail pls don't leave any cause I never bother checking em. Send me an sms instead.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Busy busy busy busy

hmmmmmm.......... how interesting the term busy can vary from one person to another.

To a govt servant, busy means skipping their all important afternoon tea at 3.30, while for a front desk lady in a private sector would mean delaying the nature's call from 9.00 am till lunch at 1.00 pm. Provided they have a very strong and hugeeeee bladder of course. But those in the industry would tell you that increase in bladder size are just some of the benefit of being in a busy customer service department. Other than the obvious 90% probability of getting married in the next 3 yrs of course.


don't you know?


Here's a brief lesson on probability.

Ready? Ok now, pls bear in mind that those at the front desk are usually highly presentable types and with such prominent location that they're at (front desk. nuff said.) there bound to be at least 5-10 "inquiries" from the male species (and sometimes female too) that will hit on them. Imagine that, minimum of 1800 hits a year and don't tell me with such a high hit rate you won't snag at least 1.

oh! and I mentioned 90% probability of getting hitched in 3 yrs right? Well, the remainder of 10% are mostly either the undecided (from the 20 odds boyfriends that proposed to them) or the taken cared of (by some some rich saggy old men or some closet faggot that needs to maintain a social face")

heh! so for you ladies (or men) that worried not getting married. Go and get a job at the front desk! And if you are a man and working at the front desk...... ermmmm.... ermmmm..... what the hell you're doing there in the first place?


anyway, I digressed wayyyyyyyy too much.

back to topic.

Busy for you might be no time to take the mandatory 15 minutes of sleep after the heavy briyani lunch. Maybe, you leave the office late at 5.01 instead of the normal 4.59 (you tweak the bloody clock that's why its early!), or even you come to work early at 7.59 instead of the usual 8.01 (you long established to the management using the atomic clock in NY, bloomberg NYSE open bell etc that the office clock is early 1 minute thus you can get away with it).

However, to me busy means busy.

I don't say I'm really really really busy. I just say it in different tone. When I say "busy" in a light laughing tone it means I'm busy but still can take a pee, chat on the phone as multitasking is a possibility. While If I say busy with a bit of seriousness to it, it means I'm busy and I have to come back later tonight to finish up work. And If I said I'm "busy" Flat. It means don't mess with me man!

Sadly this doesnt translate well in smses. So I just put there "busy" means level 2 or 3 and don't talk to me too long. But some people just don't understand. Keep on talking round and round and round and round and keep on visiting the some topics again from various angle. Darn it! Can't they sense from my tone of voice that I'm busy?

Yeah! your voice is wonderful but I prefer the typing of keyboard sound rather than your drooning beautiful voice explaining the theorem of black matter to me.

And some people love their voice so much that they conveniently jumps to another topic out of nothing! Out of nothing!!

look here bub! you have wonderful voice but to me if I didn't finish this work on time I wont have any income for the month and if you're willing to pay for my food, bills, and son's education insurance then by all means blab all you want. I'll even amend my agreement with my client to include your phone calls, which will be considered as an "Act of God" thus indemnifying me from any Liquidated Damages that might come my way. I am that serious!

and... if you think by explaining things again.... and again and again.... Pls be rest assured that I got it the first time and the subsequent explanations only seek to reinforce visions of Salma Hayek's strip dance in "Dusk till Dawn" for me. And at that moment, licking the tv screen with Salma dancing on the screen is wayyyyyyyyy more pleasureable than hearing you explain how 1 + 1 = 2 from the confucius point of view. Believe you me, the kamasutra's 6 + 9 = 69 is darn easy for me what more 1+ 1 = 3?

and when you...........


gosh!! I'm blabbing and I'm turning into those kind of person that I yak about. HORROR!!!

Thursday, March 10, 2005

It doesn't get any easier

The past week have been crazy.

From Friday I've been on overdrive trying to meet the client's demand and just at about the same time some other things just have to appear at or around this time as well.


Can't my nephew have his birthday sometime next week? Can't the freakin PC didn't blow on Sunday? Can't the ever dependable Digital Camera went poof at some other time? and for goodness sake can't a stripper just appear in my room while I'm working?


5 days of non-stop work and irregular sleep leave me sick. I got flu, and a serious bout of sneezing and there I was laying splat on the floor last night till this morning. I'm suppose to be at the office last night but I just can't drive and my eyesight really is blurry and I somewhat lost my balance. Called a friend to get a miracle flu pills but just can't drive to take it. I was just really really sick. This morning is not really better either.

As sick and tired as I might have been the one that still make me feel really bad was sacking an employee. Yeap! I terminate one of my staff yesterday. In the midst of all this crazyness I just have to do it then.

In my short career I've babysit quite a few companies and shut down a few operations too. With that come this unwanted job of terminating people. I've terminate quite a few over the last few years. From clerical to despatch, from blue collar workmen to white collar manager. I somewhat expect that it will get easier over time but I can tell you this, it doesn't.

Terminate, sack, fire, retrench, is more than just stopping the guy from working at your place the next day, it is practically stopping their source of income. Stopping the flow of money to their household and giving undue concern to their dependents. Let alone the ones who got the sack.

With that in mind I have always find it awfully hard to do this and before I actually do it I would always look at other alternatives and any other way for this to be avoided. Failing which I have no choice but to do it. Which then comes the real hard part.

I always feel that these people at least deserve an explanation and respect as such I have always been the one who do it. Not my manager, their supervisor nor anybody else. And what other way is better to get thing sorted out other than a one on one meeting? Which sadly is the worst way to go for a person like me.

These meeting can get emotional, highly charged and sometimes a tear fest. Each one handles it differently I guess which is why when it come to such a meeting I will at least make the next 3 hrs free. Much it is for the possibility of it going to be dragged on and on, as much as it is also for me to recover myself afterwards.

At the end, watching the door closed as the staff leave the room, it doesn't get any better either. There is no feeling of relief that it is over. The waiting and dread involved in getting the meeting started is one thing.Having the heart to actually say the word "terminate" to the staff is another. The pleading, debates, or even teary Q&A sessions that comes after that is draining and as I watch the door close I can't help but feel sad for that fella.

Even after all this time, it doesn't get any easier


Monday, March 07, 2005

Fuck Her Gently

It was late, I'm tired and definitely sleepy. Sleep been only some 5 hours in the past 72 and the only one i have in the past 24 was the 45 minutes nap at 5.30 just now .

How do I continue to work and didn't fall flat on my face sleeping?

wash my face? coffee? do a lil' jog in the room?


I have a song from Tenacious D instead.

It is awfully funny and I've listened like 100 times in the last 24 hours. Honestly, I can't stop laughing each time I listen to it. If you didn't knew the lyrics it can pass as a very good acoustic rock song but once you listen to the lyrics........................... AHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!

Thanks to my mate Bacchus for giving me this MP3. This song is from Tenacious D which is a 2 man band. JB and KG. JB for Jack Black (yes the actor from School of Rock etc) and KG er.... don't know. More on Tenacious D later but for now I have to put up this lyrics.


Fuck Her Gently
artiste : Tenacious D

This is a song for the ladies
But fellas listen closely

You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fuckin give her some smoochies too

Sometimes ya got to squeeze
Sometimes you've got to say please
Sometime you've got to say hey

I'm gonna Fuck you softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you sweetly
I'm gonna ball you discreetly

And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me

That's fuckin teamwork

Whats your favorite posish?
That's cool with me
Its not my favorite
But I'll do it for you

Whats your favorite dish?
Im not gonna cook it
But ill order it from Zanzibar

And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fuckin fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard

Friday, March 04, 2005

The Phone Dilemma

Now I that got to look for a new phone I've got a dilemma.

After having this P800 PDA phone. Any other less PDAish phone will not do, plus I need to use certain technology to be able to dispense off my responsibility/work effectively. And the price for these thing not really cheap either. Close to RM3 thousand or even more. Though the budget for the new hp was not specified I don't think it is ethical for me to use more than RM1500 of the company's money. So that is one issue.

Another issue is the phone itself. I certainly won't go for the Nokia Communicator. Have you ever look at that thing? GOSH!!! Even me with history of HUGEEEEEE cellphone can't tolerate that. If my previous Nokia 5510 can kill a dog, the communicator can kill an Elephant and .. if you aimed properly it can take out a T-Rex as well. I kid you not.

The Ipaq & O2 is kinda cool but there's no key pad and from my experience with these virtual keypad it sucks! there isn't any feel to it. and given my big huge thumb the odds of me hitting 2 buttons simultaneously is extremely high.

Thus it leave me with the PalmOne PDA phone or Sony Ericsson P900. Definitely not the PalmOne. It doesn't have any bluetooth! What bollocks is that? No bluetooth?!! Its a PDA phone for god's sake? Somebody must have went to a cave to gain all these wonderful ideas and then forget to update himself on such simple tech like bluetooth. Duh! ** just check with another vendor just now and they have a built in bluetooth. My bad. In any case I test it and palm aint that great.

Then there's the Sony Ericsson P900 which I found out that it doesn't do any Excel or Word where the recently updated P900i does. And since my Nokia 5510 have spoiled me with the QWERTY keyboard i just haveee to get the P900i cause it have one.

well, what's the downside? ermm..... the P900i cost some RM500 more than the basic P900 and the bigger issue is the dang phone cost twice more than my budget!

macam mana ni?

Phones and I

Cell phone that is.

i recently bought a used cellphone quite a cool one at that. A sony P800 and definitely a hugeeeee improvement over my previous phone the nokia 5510. Well I love the Nokia. It is the first Nokia with MP3, radio and definitely a QWERTY keyboard. I love it to pieces.

Love it so much that even when it fell and cracked bad I actually took the pain of glueing its parts (casing and all) together and continue using it. Though its kinda tricky when there's no speaker cover and the odds of your ears got scratched by the uneven cracked casing is pretty high. Even when I was chased by a group of stupid dogs the phone is the one that I first grab before running for my life!

Yeah it is hugeee but you can throw it at a dog and be sure that it can kill one. And pls don't be stupid and throw at a group of dogs, you might hit one but the others will kill you!

Thus there is this 1 fine day when I can't really talk on the phone anymore as it kept having this "software glitches". Thus I changed to my current Sony Ericsson P800.

boy oh boy! a PDA phone! YEAY!! but with a catch. I bought it second hand for a song but with no flip/keypad. Later I went to Sg Wang to buy the flip/keypad but I was told that it comes together with the casing. Agreed to it and the next I know I got a new casing but with no flip/keypad. duh! got conned by the farker.

from that day onwards talking on the phone has always been like a gamble. Sometimes you can hear me sometimes you don't. Just like a chipsmore "kejap ada, kejap takde". Apparently the mic's busted.

The other day my brother/boss/partner/everything-else-in-between tried to call me for some urgent discussion/instruction. You see I recently undertake an extra job where time is such a hugeeeee factor. My brother/boss/partner/everything-else-in-between called me a around 7 to 8 times failing to talk to me. He was sooooo irritated that he give me an order.

"shook me, do some withdrawals from the fund and go and buy yourself a new hp"



Thursday, March 03, 2005

Life's important decisions

You know in life there are those really really huge decisions that you have to take?

Not the important ones like should I buy this car and looked cool or should I just take the Avanza and be boring but the depreciation won't kill me? or do I date this girl and confess my neverending love to her and be an item? or even do I whack this farker's car for obstructing my parking lot?

might seem to be quite an important decision but lets admit it with the exception of a psychotic-vengeful-smashed -windscreen victim all of the above item will go away within 7 years (or 9 if you silly enough to take the 9 year hire purchase lah).

Yesssss... the girl too.

but yesterday...... it was different.

Yesterday, Wednesday 2 April 2005, I practically tied myself down for the next 30 years. that's right 3 decades, more than a quater of a century and god knows how many godzillions schmillions minutes!

I bought myself a property. An apartment to be exact.

Funny how it makes you feels. These decisions that is. Before actually commiting yourself to such a thing you'll definitely have done all the research, checkout all the places and possibilities and even revise, revise and revise your cashflow and financial positions thousands of time. However, before putting pen to paper you will still go through all the reasons why you commit yourself to such a thing.

It is more interesting when if it is up to you that won't be the place. You see, I'm moving to a new office right smack in the city centre and with the exception of weekdays after 12 midnight that road will always be crawling. What more with the tunnel digging right smack at the heart of the city. Yeap! That's the one. The Mother of all jam.

Then? Why do I bought the property?

Well, I was vetoed 2-1 and according to the rules, a 2/3 majority is required in such decisions like these. The Son's babysitter is nearby and the partner recently got relocated to that side of town. Thus it leave me being the odd one out. There is no point in arguing to sway the votes either. You can't reason with a 7 months old kid (well you can but the reply would be "Att ta ta ta tah" before he buries his mouth on your face and smothers it with saliva) and definitely NOT with a lady smitten by an item she fancy. Democracy sucks!

Thus, it was "agreed" that it is at the right price, at the right place and provides the most convenience to "us". It was also agreed that I would be the one who buy the place, pay for it, leave my car at the office, use my bike to work, and worst of all be tied to the bank for the next 30 years!


It is even funnier when all the while the partner always insist that any property that we will live in will be under her name with a sound solid reasoning of should anything happen she would kick me out of HER house.

heyyyy.... wait seminit... from the looks of things it will be under my name, which basically means I own the house which in turn means I can't be kicked out. Instead the "kicking" power will be mine! MINE!!


I'm in controlllll baby! I own the landddddddd and I AMMMMM the KING!!!!!


Ya Right!

Look what got me into this in the first place.


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