Friday musings

Glad to see y'all managed to survive this far.
Pretty much went through the motions this week at work. Sweetest of all, earlier on today, made a boy cry. Deserves it too. Just the way I close me week, serenaded by the cries and whimperings of a pathetic grub.

Yesterday, Thursday that is, went on another journey through the Empyrean. Joining me in the venture were Bob & Tony. Truly, twas one of the better pipes I had. This time the joint be at
Sufi. Bob be on a titty roll as of recently. Heh, good for him.

Laters on after work, if all goes to plan according to me folks, we'd be driving up to Melaka. Will be back tomorrow.

here again

Monday just comes uninvited. Here I am at work again. Enduring another 4hrs++ before trudging back to me hole. heh.

anyways, the Warp Translation has completed it's cycle. Friday's pipe as mentioned in the previous post, was kinda so-so. Saturday's hazy journey was slightly better; probably I'm just being biased due to the high amount of X-chromosomes surrounding me & Tony. Ricky couldnt make it due to some other commitment. Tried a new joint, Nasrin Restaurant. They serve kick-ass fries laced with paprika(or chilli powder?). The fish & chips are top notch too. The sheesha was ok, better than Friday's. Me & Tony just drifted in and out to the backdrop of Anathema's melancholic tunes. Almost reached the apex that is "Stim Bongok".

Sunday, was ok too. Met up with Daddy who is currently on reservist himself. Chilled at my port of call, Bugis Junction's Starbucks. Talked a great deal on how to get him some sweet lovin'... subsequently, Bob joined us for dinner. I even managed to purchase a comic, PROOF which is published by Image Comics. The premise is quite intriguing. Will describe it in more detail if my Spirit permits.

Anyways, I leave you now with an excerpt from Anathema's A Temporary Peace. Quite the masters of hopelessness and despair. Take it away Danny Cavanagh...

Beyond this beautiful horizon
lies a dream for you and i
this tranquil scene is still unbroken

by the rumours in the sky
but there's a storm closing in

voices crying on the wind
the serenade is growing colder

breaks my soul that tries to sing
and there's so many many thoughts
when I try to go to sleep
but with you I start to feel
a sort of temporary peace
there's a drift in and out...

hitting the pipe

Yesterday's pipe action was a major suckage. Both flavours, which were forgettable, just didn't have the kick as per my requirements. Thus, I shall eliminate Next Door Cafe from any future lounge sessions. The sods that joined in the gathering were swell. Played Monopoly, Scrabble and UNO. Fun factor 6.5/10...

Earlier on this morning, had a Meet-The-Parents session at work. Nothing worth mentioning there.
Later today will be going to meet Tony and hopefully Ricky. Bob as per norm has bubbled me yet again. Yup, things never change. Thank the Almighty for Malays. Daddy can be counted on to NOT answer his cellphone. Probably hit the other sheesha joint; Amirah's Cafe or Sufi.

Catch you simians when im done with me Warp Translation..

Reservisted

Back from my reservist. Feels awesome to be in there, and to be outta there. Thank you Emperor Lee for the chance to grovel at thy feet. I is blessed throughout the cosmos.

So now I'm at work, doing what I do best. Not doing work. Doing something else besides work. Blogging to be precise.
Later on, will have some dinner action with Bob & Rush... plus Rush's circle of friends. Im gonna be the camera-man again. Glad to know some things never change.

More to come...

Women Smell Better than Men

mind you. before you, shoot-first-ask-questions-later sods make any assumptions, let me aid you in making the title clearer. smell as mentioned above is NOT an adjective. it's a verb. with that clear, let me carry on.

as mentioned in the title, women have a better sense of smell than men. no wonder they could tell whether you've been staying back in the office carrying your boss's nuts or out partying with the slutty secretary. you can't lie menfolk. women can sense it. that is a very horrifying prospect for those two/three-timing dicks out there.
er...anyways, i shall quote, "Female underarm sweat seems to communicate when a woman is fertile, making her more desirable to men." yeah, i know. it is one of those what-the-fug situations...

the entire article can be read HERE for your pleasure or displeasure. either way it makes all ponder.
another article HERE, which has a link to the former.

PsycheStorm

Tuesday. not much happening at work. taking some time from work to update the Gospel of the Mighty. jyeah. im full of myself. im gonna stay that way too.

I decided to bury StormFist. From its sweet death throes, out squirted PsycheStorm©. ready to invade your feeble minds. jyeah.

As for the weekend, well I have to thank Ricky for the notable quote "Toin Coss". truly a phrase to be remembered for all eternity. refer to Tony's entry over here.

And finally, Happy Birthday to the Flame of my Life. welcome you to the quarter centurions club.

half-day

going for me interview later.

probably going for karaoke session even later afterwards. that depends on how i feel after said interview.

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