Well, it's been pointed out to me that I suck at updating blogs and that my silly no name, no faces policy on here is out dated. However, I'm keeping it that way, so bugger off. :P
Sighhh....after about a week in Singapore,...actually about 9 days...I started my long drive home to KL. I was leaving behind a great holiday. It was fun, I saw a lot of the city, but the only reason why it was a GREAT holiday, was because of the old friends I found again, and new ones which I met.
I'd just like to say a great thank you to the following individuals or groups;
LSEians...who partied, had wahyu burgers and champagne with me, Baineys...who party till 6am, SCBians...who yum chaed with me, DBSians, S.T. who hung out with me and exchanged interesting stories....one which requires an ending on your side by the way, my cousin who let me bunk in her house, her husband, my aunt and uncle who were damn nice to me, and my other dear crazy cousin who also went with me to zouk and lepaked with me...and everyone else.....new or old....
And for anyone interested in doing the FurryFish Singapore Tour...here's where to go;
1) Coffee Bean, (Wheelock Place AND Paragon.)
2) Super Famous (next to OCBC building near Raffles Place) ..wahyu burgers and champagne!!
3) Marina Square...lovely jap food there.
4) PS Cafe....yummy brunch
5) McDonalds (East Coast..or something like that..with a strange large park behind it)
6) Border's Cafe (Wheelock Place)
7) Tea, Bone, Zen (next to Raffles Hotel)...very very very nice tea place
8) Zouk....went twice....final one was for it's 16th birthday.
9) Loof....great place to just chill and chat... :)
10) St. James Power Station....shiokalingam club...it's gianormous
11) Takashimaya (along with most of Orchard...still didn't buy anything but smoking rabbits).
12) The Night Safari...especially with the guide that sounded like she was doing porn.
13) get lost driving from Ang Moh Kio to Orchard road.....for 2 hours in the middle of the night.
That's about it for now.. :P
To old friends, to new ones,
to the chilling, to the parties,
to the conversations, to the memories,
to the slow afternoons, to the long nights,
I hope I'll drop by again one day.....soon.
03 May 2007
17 April 2007
Tales From A Small Island....
Greetings and salutations from down south...and by that I mean Singapore. Those of you who have known me, grown up with me, and heard me bitch, will probably be wondering why I'm here on my own free will.
Well..let's take it from the beginning shall we?
It all started when I was informed that I MUST take a certain percentage of leave from work. This I'm told was to ensure that employees have a fair balance in their lives. Hmmm wonder if they took into account the extra hours I'll have to put in because of the pile of work that awaits me when I get back. :P
So somehow...I ended up putting myself down for about a weeks worth of leave starting the 16th.
With the leave scheduled, you'd think some sane person would have planned for something to do with that time. Well, yours truly decided like only a few days before hand to drive down alone to Singapore for a laugh. It was either that or just rot in KL.
At approximately 12 o'clock on a Saturday afternoon, my journey began (after about an hour of car checks that my dad insisted on....and while my mum was still trying to sell me the idea of taking the bus down instead). I wouldn't say I drove fast...I probably didn't....but I was kind of surprised to hit Johor Bahru at around 3pm. And all that considering I had about half an hour to have my ciggy breaks....PLUS some immeasurable time stuck in a stupid crawl when some idiot decided to turn a 3 or 4 lane highway into a single lane.
After I hit Johor Bahru, and saw the onslaught of cars that were plying their way around town....mostly in the direction that pointed to Singapore....I decided to try out the new Second Link thing, so off I went out of town to some desolate place called Tuas.
Less cars, bigger roads....not a bad ride I was starting to think.....then I hit the Singaporean side of things.
First, when I got to the immigration bit and handed over my passport, the guy...some fat chinese guy with glasses...and a bad haircut looked at me like I was some sort of diseased animal that was about to explode and possibly ruin his afternoon. It seems that I haven't filled some form that was required and had like a million boxes.
I didn't mind...I just stopped there and happily filled out the form.....too bad for the line of about 50 cars that were stuck behind me though.....
Once the form was filled out...I handed it back to the guy and after he did his stampy stampy thing with my passport...I was on my way to customs. Whoops....before that I had to go buy some cash card thing that I needed to drive around Singapore with or they might blow up my car. Getting the card wasn't a problem....getting out of talking to the 2 elderly aunties who were selling them was. They couldn't help but talk about how I probably looked like their 2nd sister's brother-in-law's cousin's son. I luckily managed to bail out when some white guy with an Eastern European accent came along while she was in mid sentence, explaining to me the interesting things she's noticed about noodles.
With my spanking new cash card thing, I THEN got to customs...where they promptly got me to open up my car boot for some checks. I was attended to by a malay lady that was quite nice about it, while there were some kidss who think they're rambo standing around with assault rifles.
I'll be honest with you, I don't trust people with that 'i-am-so-tough' look in their eyes, AND especially when they're holding things that could take off my head (and hands, feet and anything else they deem appropriate to take off), at a 100 paces.
Lo and behold, the lady managed to extricate from the boot, a 5 foot bamboo stick that I use to scare the dog back into the house. And also just in case there's ever a need for a stick....which I can think of a few.
Well she asked what it was for, and I told her about the dog and stuff.... all the while, the 2 rambo wannabes were eyeing me up and probably choosing between themselves which bits to shoot. I could almost smell the gunpowder already.
Luckily....she put down the stick....closed the car boot.....and let me through. You should have seen the look of disappointment on G.I. Joe's face.
Weeeee....I was finally on Singaporean soil, and free to wreck havoc on this unsuspecting island state. First thing I did....rolled down the windows....and lit a ciggy to celebrate a good bumpless journey down.
Unfortunatly....I have no friggin clue about the Singaporean roadways.....and in due course...got lost.
BUT at least I got lost in style. I somehow managed to end up at the entry to Jurong Island....which is basically where they have their oil refinaries and such high security thingamajigs.
Well, they stopped me.....just like they did at immigrations....and at customs.....this time however, there were 2 machine guns pointed at my car engine. Ooooh...the drama....I was about to unknowingly invade and hold hostage Singapore's oil refinaries with an army of one....a dinky old Nissan Sentra....and a 5 foot long bamboo stick that my dog laughs at.
They questioned me on my 'destination' and being relatively tongue tied... trust me...you'd be too if you had machine guns pointed in your general direction.... I just said Jurong Bird Park....Well...that started with Jurong at least... :P
I got there....and promptly got my cousin to come to my rescue and direct me to safety....basically...where little boys won't be pointing guns at me.
That was 3 days ago... In that time, I've walked almost every single shopping mall there is, I've been to my bank's office here, I've gone to Zouk with my cousin and a friend and her 2 friends, I've had drinks and cute mini burgers with ex uni mates and most of all, I've had pleasant conversations and lovely company.
Tomorrow, I have no idea what's going to happen.... but I hope it'll be fun.
For you buggers back in the office who are reading this..... don't sulk...I got some of you stuff....useless stuff....but still stuff.. :P
PS> Worst bit is....ciggys cost like fecking S$11.40
PSS> I left a bloody trail of ciggy buts all along Orchard and back again.....hope the damn police don't follow it and get me for littering.
Well..let's take it from the beginning shall we?
It all started when I was informed that I MUST take a certain percentage of leave from work. This I'm told was to ensure that employees have a fair balance in their lives. Hmmm wonder if they took into account the extra hours I'll have to put in because of the pile of work that awaits me when I get back. :P
So somehow...I ended up putting myself down for about a weeks worth of leave starting the 16th.
With the leave scheduled, you'd think some sane person would have planned for something to do with that time. Well, yours truly decided like only a few days before hand to drive down alone to Singapore for a laugh. It was either that or just rot in KL.
At approximately 12 o'clock on a Saturday afternoon, my journey began (after about an hour of car checks that my dad insisted on....and while my mum was still trying to sell me the idea of taking the bus down instead). I wouldn't say I drove fast...I probably didn't....but I was kind of surprised to hit Johor Bahru at around 3pm. And all that considering I had about half an hour to have my ciggy breaks....PLUS some immeasurable time stuck in a stupid crawl when some idiot decided to turn a 3 or 4 lane highway into a single lane.
After I hit Johor Bahru, and saw the onslaught of cars that were plying their way around town....mostly in the direction that pointed to Singapore....I decided to try out the new Second Link thing, so off I went out of town to some desolate place called Tuas.
Less cars, bigger roads....not a bad ride I was starting to think.....then I hit the Singaporean side of things.
First, when I got to the immigration bit and handed over my passport, the guy...some fat chinese guy with glasses...and a bad haircut looked at me like I was some sort of diseased animal that was about to explode and possibly ruin his afternoon. It seems that I haven't filled some form that was required and had like a million boxes.
I didn't mind...I just stopped there and happily filled out the form.....too bad for the line of about 50 cars that were stuck behind me though.....
Once the form was filled out...I handed it back to the guy and after he did his stampy stampy thing with my passport...I was on my way to customs. Whoops....before that I had to go buy some cash card thing that I needed to drive around Singapore with or they might blow up my car. Getting the card wasn't a problem....getting out of talking to the 2 elderly aunties who were selling them was. They couldn't help but talk about how I probably looked like their 2nd sister's brother-in-law's cousin's son. I luckily managed to bail out when some white guy with an Eastern European accent came along while she was in mid sentence, explaining to me the interesting things she's noticed about noodles.
With my spanking new cash card thing, I THEN got to customs...where they promptly got me to open up my car boot for some checks. I was attended to by a malay lady that was quite nice about it, while there were some kidss who think they're rambo standing around with assault rifles.
I'll be honest with you, I don't trust people with that 'i-am-so-tough' look in their eyes, AND especially when they're holding things that could take off my head (and hands, feet and anything else they deem appropriate to take off), at a 100 paces.
Lo and behold, the lady managed to extricate from the boot, a 5 foot bamboo stick that I use to scare the dog back into the house. And also just in case there's ever a need for a stick....which I can think of a few.
Well she asked what it was for, and I told her about the dog and stuff.... all the while, the 2 rambo wannabes were eyeing me up and probably choosing between themselves which bits to shoot. I could almost smell the gunpowder already.
Luckily....she put down the stick....closed the car boot.....and let me through. You should have seen the look of disappointment on G.I. Joe's face.
Weeeee....I was finally on Singaporean soil, and free to wreck havoc on this unsuspecting island state. First thing I did....rolled down the windows....and lit a ciggy to celebrate a good bumpless journey down.
Unfortunatly....I have no friggin clue about the Singaporean roadways.....and in due course...got lost.
BUT at least I got lost in style. I somehow managed to end up at the entry to Jurong Island....which is basically where they have their oil refinaries and such high security thingamajigs.
Well, they stopped me.....just like they did at immigrations....and at customs.....this time however, there were 2 machine guns pointed at my car engine. Ooooh...the drama....I was about to unknowingly invade and hold hostage Singapore's oil refinaries with an army of one....a dinky old Nissan Sentra....and a 5 foot long bamboo stick that my dog laughs at.
They questioned me on my 'destination' and being relatively tongue tied... trust me...you'd be too if you had machine guns pointed in your general direction.... I just said Jurong Bird Park....Well...that started with Jurong at least... :P
I got there....and promptly got my cousin to come to my rescue and direct me to safety....basically...where little boys won't be pointing guns at me.
That was 3 days ago... In that time, I've walked almost every single shopping mall there is, I've been to my bank's office here, I've gone to Zouk with my cousin and a friend and her 2 friends, I've had drinks and cute mini burgers with ex uni mates and most of all, I've had pleasant conversations and lovely company.
Tomorrow, I have no idea what's going to happen.... but I hope it'll be fun.
For you buggers back in the office who are reading this..... don't sulk...I got some of you stuff....useless stuff....but still stuff.. :P
PS> Worst bit is....ciggys cost like fecking S$11.40
PSS> I left a bloody trail of ciggy buts all along Orchard and back again.....hope the damn police don't follow it and get me for littering.
03 April 2007
Fainting goats
They're called Fainting Goats, and as their name suggests, they faint when they're excited or startled.
Don't know how the stupid things managed to survive. Imagine...being chased down by something big and carnivorous wanting to eat you.....and you try and get away.....by fainting.
Try and explain THAT Darwin!
Would love one for a pet though.... heh heh
30 March 2007
28 March 2007
Life's A Changin'.....
A funny thing just occured to me..... Poker's gotten boring! I don't see the thrill, I don't see the fun of it anymore when it's just to generate cash. Maybe I've gotten old.... Maybe not.
Tried to play for a bit...for like about 15 minutes.... and I got bored!!! I was making a fair bit from my usual game.... but it just seems like the sparks gone.... It just seemed like just a job.... a tough one at that too.
Well...you know what I did?.... I just pulled out all me chips and just got off the tables and decided that I'd just stop playing unless it's for fun and with friends or something like that. I'd say an occasional (and I mean it like a twice a year kinda thing), hand or two couldn't be ruled out....but I'd safely say that I won't be doing this every weekend now.
After awhile....I just kinda sat there and thought about it....why?....hmmmm.... maybe it's because I'm older?....maybe it's because I've been there and done that?....OR could it be that I got other better things to do now?.... I suspect it would be the latter. Could I also have entered some new 'phase' of life I keep on hearing about?... Growing up even?....(honestly I think I'll still be a happy kid at heart till I die.....looking at my dad and mum..that's where I'm headed).
Let's see...I kinda made a mental list in my mind about where I was at in life....what I've got..that sorta things...and I came up with the following (in no particular order);
1) I got recently confirmed in me job...so technically I'm NOW a formal employee...for the first time ever.
2) The job comes with a salary that I'm comfortable with...savings and all....
3) I really enjoy working with the people I deal with.... (more important than money this)
4) I enjoy the work that I do...(being slightly insane helps....or is that mostly insane.)
5) I have a damn manja dog that looks damn cute when he's missing mom.
6) I have understanding and encouraging parents....(yeah...nagging can't be helped once in awhile).
7) My golf is getting better.
8) I'm enjoying the new life experiences being thrown at me....(although nerve bloody wrecking at times)
That's about all I can remember for now....but hey...there are probably more reasons why I'm in such a 'chirpy' mood today.....
To end this rambling blog posting....there's a quote that comes to mind from Willy S. himself.
"All the world's a stage....and all the men and women...merely players"
-Jacques in As You Like It........i think...
I'm just happy......
or it could just be the flu medication
Tried to play for a bit...for like about 15 minutes.... and I got bored!!! I was making a fair bit from my usual game.... but it just seems like the sparks gone.... It just seemed like just a job.... a tough one at that too.
Well...you know what I did?.... I just pulled out all me chips and just got off the tables and decided that I'd just stop playing unless it's for fun and with friends or something like that. I'd say an occasional (and I mean it like a twice a year kinda thing), hand or two couldn't be ruled out....but I'd safely say that I won't be doing this every weekend now.
After awhile....I just kinda sat there and thought about it....why?....hmmmm.... maybe it's because I'm older?....maybe it's because I've been there and done that?....OR could it be that I got other better things to do now?.... I suspect it would be the latter. Could I also have entered some new 'phase' of life I keep on hearing about?... Growing up even?....(honestly I think I'll still be a happy kid at heart till I die.....looking at my dad and mum..that's where I'm headed).
Let's see...I kinda made a mental list in my mind about where I was at in life....what I've got..that sorta things...and I came up with the following (in no particular order);
1) I got recently confirmed in me job...so technically I'm NOW a formal employee...for the first time ever.
2) The job comes with a salary that I'm comfortable with...savings and all....
3) I really enjoy working with the people I deal with.... (more important than money this)
4) I enjoy the work that I do...(being slightly insane helps....or is that mostly insane.)
5) I have a damn manja dog that looks damn cute when he's missing mom.
6) I have understanding and encouraging parents....(yeah...nagging can't be helped once in awhile).
7) My golf is getting better.
8) I'm enjoying the new life experiences being thrown at me....(although nerve bloody wrecking at times)
That's about all I can remember for now....but hey...there are probably more reasons why I'm in such a 'chirpy' mood today.....
To end this rambling blog posting....there's a quote that comes to mind from Willy S. himself.
"All the world's a stage....and all the men and women...merely players"
-Jacques in As You Like It........i think...
I'm just happy......
or it could just be the flu medication
21 March 2007
FurryFish's Song For The Moment 1
The number one song that's playing on me playlist at the moment is.....
it's got a great beat...
it's got great lyrics...
it's a happy song...
(And no...I don't have a new girlfriend for those of you who are wondering)
Cupid's Chokehold
(by the Gym Class Heroes feat. Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy)
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But momma I fell in love again
It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend
And I know it sounds so old
But cupid got me in a chokehold
And I'm afraid I might give in
Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'
I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun
(ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been awhile since we talked last and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast
But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one
Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son
And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plane
I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)
I love it when she calls my phone
She even got her very own ringtone
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da)
It's gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home
And I open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
She'll be back into my arms once more for sure
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
She's got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I'm not done
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there
Man I swear
She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song
But movin' on
She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin' one word
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future she's the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
it's got a great beat...
it's got great lyrics...
it's a happy song...
(And no...I don't have a new girlfriend for those of you who are wondering)
Cupid's Chokehold
(by the Gym Class Heroes feat. Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy)
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But momma I fell in love again
It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend
And I know it sounds so old
But cupid got me in a chokehold
And I'm afraid I might give in
Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'
I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun
(ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been awhile since we talked last and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast
But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one
Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son
And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plane
I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)
I love it when she calls my phone
She even got her very own ringtone
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da)
It's gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home
And I open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
She'll be back into my arms once more for sure
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
She's got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I'm not done
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there
Man I swear
She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song
But movin' on
She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin' one word
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future she's the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
20 March 2007
The Lunar Eclipse....5.30am and I had nothing better to do.
18 March 2007
New Years Resolutions....(a little late...I know).
It's been a lovely weekend of just chilling out, playing golf, yum cha-ing with friends and just watching DVDs. I would say it's been the perfect setting to take a look at life and do a little reflecting.
Sooo..... I won't bog you down with the details, but here are the various 'New' Year Resolutions that I've come up with. Yay!...more goals to achieve... (like the ones that the bosses give aren't enough).
1) Quit smoking .... again...
2) Think and speak happy thoughts about everyone and everything I meet.
3) Find balance in life again...
4) Get back discipline at work.
5) Start up aquatic landscaping again. (Yay...it's time for planting again!)
6) Play more golf...or some other sport.
7) Catch up with old friends (and new ones too) more.
8) Take weekend trips at least once every 2 months...hopefully once a month.
9) Start my DVD collection proper.
10) Take baby cousins out at least once a month.
11) Buy a shirt/ t-shirt a month (or any other external piece of clothing).
....I think that about covers it....besides the world domination thingy...but hey...you can't have everything in life.
Sooo..... I won't bog you down with the details, but here are the various 'New' Year Resolutions that I've come up with. Yay!...more goals to achieve... (like the ones that the bosses give aren't enough).
1) Quit smoking .... again...
2) Think and speak happy thoughts about everyone and everything I meet.
3) Find balance in life again...
4) Get back discipline at work.
5) Start up aquatic landscaping again. (Yay...it's time for planting again!)
6) Play more golf...or some other sport.
7) Catch up with old friends (and new ones too) more.
8) Take weekend trips at least once every 2 months...hopefully once a month.
9) Start my DVD collection proper.
10) Take baby cousins out at least once a month.
11) Buy a shirt/ t-shirt a month (or any other external piece of clothing).
....I think that about covers it....besides the world domination thingy...but hey...you can't have everything in life.
10 March 2007
General Musing....
Well...haven't had much to write about for awhile.....in truth, probably nothing much that I would LIKE to write about here....
Life's just been about work lately. Poker's even lost it's lustre, so I haven't really been playing.
The CPU of my mind has been busy thinking about other things.
Just for the sake of it, I'll just run down the few things that has happened in the past few weeks;
1) Guy at work has left the company....we're all going to miss him.... I'd say he was the life of the department....
2) My dog and I caught the lunar eclipse.....it was at bloody 5.30 am in the morning, so after a late night poker session (which I made a tidy profit), I decided to feed the mosquitos while I sat there waiting for the damn moon to disappear. I'll probably put up photos of it soon.
3) Emotional devastation for someone in the office... Poor thing looked haunted for the past week....But I'd think she'll be alright....
4) Office romance is in the air....and honestly, I do wish them the best...They're good people and I hope it works out for them...
5) I've been doing a lot of thinking about things and people..... decisions that have to be made....
It's been a roller coaster ride, but hey, isn't life always like that?
Life's just been about work lately. Poker's even lost it's lustre, so I haven't really been playing.
The CPU of my mind has been busy thinking about other things.
Just for the sake of it, I'll just run down the few things that has happened in the past few weeks;
1) Guy at work has left the company....we're all going to miss him.... I'd say he was the life of the department....
2) My dog and I caught the lunar eclipse.....it was at bloody 5.30 am in the morning, so after a late night poker session (which I made a tidy profit), I decided to feed the mosquitos while I sat there waiting for the damn moon to disappear. I'll probably put up photos of it soon.
3) Emotional devastation for someone in the office... Poor thing looked haunted for the past week....But I'd think she'll be alright....
4) Office romance is in the air....and honestly, I do wish them the best...They're good people and I hope it works out for them...
5) I've been doing a lot of thinking about things and people..... decisions that have to be made....
It's been a roller coaster ride, but hey, isn't life always like that?
28 February 2007
It's not easy being a male snail....
<---- ouch....
Now get down on your knees and thank God you're not a snail.
27 February 2007
Words From The Relatives....A Chinese New Year tradition.
It's fecking 5.30 am on a bloody Tuesday morning and I have no idea why I'm awake. One moment I'm sleeping like a baby, another moment, I'm awake. I can't get back to sleep, and it's pissing me off.
Oh yeah....did I tell you, it's most likely becaue of a spawn of Satan himself mosquito who found it nice and warm under the blanket all night.
Biatch.
So I've spent like 30 minutes trying to hunt that blood sucking bastard, and the damn coward's gone and hid somewhere.
Nevermind.....the time will come....the time will come...*takes another drag from his cigarette*
Well... Chinese New Year's gone by, and there's been the usual;
a) Food
b) Alcohol
c) Gambling
d) Relatives....lots of them.
I've got no problem with the first 3, but nobody is safe from the nosy-yet-trying-to-be-helpful relative....or anyone actually. It seems that everyone's got an opinion of your love life/choice of partner. Every 5 minutes, I'm getting the 'When are you going to settle down' or 'Why are you still single' question. Usually while they look at you funny and wonder what's wrong with you....being single and all.
(strange....it's usually the life long single 'aged' women who especially like asking these questions....while looking at you funny too)
Here are just a few bits of 'friendly advice' on what to look for in a girlfriend/wife;
a) Not too skinny
b) Not too fat
c) Not too clingy
d) Not too independant
e) Works for her money
f) Not too obsessed with work
g) Not too quiet
h) Not too talkative
i) Not too tall
j) Not too short
k) Not too old
l) Not too young
m) Not too dumb
n) Not too smart
o) Not too introverted
p) Not too extroverted
q) Not too fair
r) Not too dark
So there you have it. Ancient wisdom from old chinese females.
Strange....they never mentioned things like a sense of humour, the ability to click, and love. 3 very important aspects of any relationship.
And my own personal one stop thought experiment;
Would I be able to wake up next to the person every single day for the rest of my life without going insane.
So the question is.......
Why would you take advice from old bints who've been single all their lives?
Oh yeah....did I tell you, it's most likely becaue of a spawn of Satan himself mosquito who found it nice and warm under the blanket all night.
Biatch.
So I've spent like 30 minutes trying to hunt that blood sucking bastard, and the damn coward's gone and hid somewhere.
Nevermind.....the time will come....the time will come...*takes another drag from his cigarette*
Well... Chinese New Year's gone by, and there's been the usual;
a) Food
b) Alcohol
c) Gambling
d) Relatives....lots of them.
I've got no problem with the first 3, but nobody is safe from the nosy-yet-trying-to-be-helpful relative....or anyone actually. It seems that everyone's got an opinion of your love life/choice of partner. Every 5 minutes, I'm getting the 'When are you going to settle down' or 'Why are you still single' question. Usually while they look at you funny and wonder what's wrong with you....being single and all.
(strange....it's usually the life long single 'aged' women who especially like asking these questions....while looking at you funny too)
Here are just a few bits of 'friendly advice' on what to look for in a girlfriend/wife;
a) Not too skinny
b) Not too fat
c) Not too clingy
d) Not too independant
e) Works for her money
f) Not too obsessed with work
g) Not too quiet
h) Not too talkative
i) Not too tall
j) Not too short
k) Not too old
l) Not too young
m) Not too dumb
n) Not too smart
o) Not too introverted
p) Not too extroverted
q) Not too fair
r) Not too dark
So there you have it. Ancient wisdom from old chinese females.
Strange....they never mentioned things like a sense of humour, the ability to click, and love. 3 very important aspects of any relationship.
And my own personal one stop thought experiment;
Would I be able to wake up next to the person every single day for the rest of my life without going insane.
So the question is.......
Why would you take advice from old bints who've been single all their lives?
20 February 2007
FurryFish's Suggested Life Theme Songs
Strange isn't it?.... As far as I can remember, I've always had a song in my head. Not the same song, but just songs that reflect whatever emotion, feeling, even words that I'm trying to say just pop up in my head. So much so that sometimes what I say tends to be damn fecking cliche.
So here's just some of the suggested life theme songs for every occasion;
1) What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts
- for when memories of your exes come floating by during your lonely single days.
"It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken"
2) It Ends Tonight - All American Rejects
- for when you remember why you broke up in the first place
"Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all.
And all the wants
And all the needs
All I don't want to need at all."
3) With Or Without You - U2
- for when you get pushed into a corner by that lady you call your girlfriend
"My hands are tied
My body bruised,
she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose"
4) James Bond's Theme Song
- for when you go the poker tables
5) Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day
- for when you crash out of the poker tables... (also applicable to a fecked up single life)
"My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone"
Well, that's the first 5 songs that I can think about right now....I think I'll just update the theme songs of my life on this here blog.
Notice there aren't any of those stupid songs that SPELL instead of sing?...Must be some American thing where they try and educate the masses through pop.
But she still can't spell 'TASTY'
...that's what you get for cancelling Sesame Street.
So here's just some of the suggested life theme songs for every occasion;
1) What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts
- for when memories of your exes come floating by during your lonely single days.
"It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken"
2) It Ends Tonight - All American Rejects
- for when you remember why you broke up in the first place
"Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all.
And all the wants
And all the needs
All I don't want to need at all."
3) With Or Without You - U2
- for when you get pushed into a corner by that lady you call your girlfriend
"My hands are tied
My body bruised,
she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose"
4) James Bond's Theme Song
- for when you go the poker tables
5) Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day
- for when you crash out of the poker tables... (also applicable to a fecked up single life)
"My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone"
Well, that's the first 5 songs that I can think about right now....I think I'll just update the theme songs of my life on this here blog.
Notice there aren't any of those stupid songs that SPELL instead of sing?...Must be some American thing where they try and educate the masses through pop.
But she still can't spell 'TASTY'
...that's what you get for cancelling Sesame Street.
17 February 2007
The Journey Begins...
Well, I'm still awake here at 3.18 am....just as I was at 2.20 am just now. So basically, I got bored, loaded in USD 9.47 into Ladbrokes and started pokering at my usual game, Omaha.
Played at a USD 0.15/0.30 Pot Limit table. I was basically holding my own till I came across a lovely Ace with a pair of Aces in my hand. Gotta love them hidden trips. Heh heh.
So that's how I went from USD 9.47 to USD 33.20.
As you can see below, I'm publishing my poker chart which shows the USD Bankroll vs Day. So do drop in, and of course if I lose, I'll be in a super bitching mood.
Played at a USD 0.15/0.30 Pot Limit table. I was basically holding my own till I came across a lovely Ace with a pair of Aces in my hand. Gotta love them hidden trips. Heh heh.
So that's how I went from USD 9.47 to USD 33.20.
As you can see below, I'm publishing my poker chart which shows the USD Bankroll vs Day. So do drop in, and of course if I lose, I'll be in a super bitching mood.
FurryFish's Poker Chart
As of today, I'll be updating this chart as a simple experiment. It's basically my poker chart shown in USD. It's started on the 16th of Feb 2007 with a grand amount of USD 9.47.
So look out for various updates on the poker life of the FurryFish in future posts.
Let's see how far it'll go. =P
16 February 2007
Happy Chinese New Year...
Well, it's the time for gambling, drinking and collecting cash....yeps...it's Chinese New Year again, and this time, it's the year of the PIG.
Pretty apt, since I intend to eat and sleep like one through out the holidays (while of course leaving some time to collect cash from all you married people out there...heh heh).
They say it's going to be a hot CNY, but feck it, that's what air-conditioners were invented for... to all you poor sods who insist on going out in the day..... you asked for it. The best thing is, most people are getting the heck out of KL, which can only mean one thing;
More parking!!!! No more having to refrain from stabbing that damn jockey who charges me MONEY for a fecking PUBLIC parking space. Think about it, who the feck wants to hand over their car keys to a smelly little strange b*stard so he can drive, stink, and scratch your car (usually in that order) so he can park it in a parking space that's free and then PAY said smelly little strange b*stard.
All that and you get the added bonus of hoping your car doesn't get stolen.
I say shoot them all.......Sorry.......I take that back.... I say everyone picks one... tie him up...use as 24 hour parking cone (to book parking spaces....night AND day). They'd come in handy to make sure nobody steals your parking spot while you're away.....and when you want to use said parking space....just roll them to the side near the drain.....they won't mind the smell....
.....though the rats might.
Anyways...Happy Chinese New Year....may all your dreams of sex, health, wealth and wisdom come true (although I don't think the last one was on most people's wish list).....as long as I get mine too.
Pretty apt, since I intend to eat and sleep like one through out the holidays (while of course leaving some time to collect cash from all you married people out there...heh heh).
They say it's going to be a hot CNY, but feck it, that's what air-conditioners were invented for... to all you poor sods who insist on going out in the day..... you asked for it. The best thing is, most people are getting the heck out of KL, which can only mean one thing;
More parking!!!! No more having to refrain from stabbing that damn jockey who charges me MONEY for a fecking PUBLIC parking space. Think about it, who the feck wants to hand over their car keys to a smelly little strange b*stard so he can drive, stink, and scratch your car (usually in that order) so he can park it in a parking space that's free and then PAY said smelly little strange b*stard.
All that and you get the added bonus of hoping your car doesn't get stolen.
I say shoot them all.......Sorry.......I take that back.... I say everyone picks one... tie him up...use as 24 hour parking cone (to book parking spaces....night AND day). They'd come in handy to make sure nobody steals your parking spot while you're away.....and when you want to use said parking space....just roll them to the side near the drain.....they won't mind the smell....
.....though the rats might.
Anyways...Happy Chinese New Year....may all your dreams of sex, health, wealth and wisdom come true (although I don't think the last one was on most people's wish list).....as long as I get mine too.
14 February 2007
Death To The Flowers!!!!
Whoopee...Today is Valentine's Day. The day where normally sane and intelligent people act like fecking pot smoking, Carebears!!! It's a fecking scam by those suits in Hallmark to make a huge ass profit while making single people feel like crap.
Couples hugging, and rubbing noses (with that irritating look on their faces) while repeating Valentine mantras like ..."Happy Valentines Day my snuggy-wuggy-munchkin."
It's enough to make one puke up your breakfast from 2 weeks ago while trying to stab BOTH your ears with a pencil at the same time (you heard me!!...ONE frigging pencil!!).
And how about them restaurant prices. Jacking up their prices just for this supposed human mating season. It's bloody discrimination I tell you! A single person can't get something to eat at a reasonable price just because of those guys who're thinking they're going to get good animalistic loving tonight just because he bought her a posh meal (and probably tried to get her drunk) while sacrificing a dead piece of flora (aka some innocent flower...who was probably minding it's own business before it got cut off in it's prime) and maybe pieces of sparkly rocks (if she's lucky it's a REAL diamond...not a kidney stone).
The whole of today I've been thinking that I'm the only sane person left in this city today. I'm probably bitching because I'm single (and I haven't gotten any in a fecking long time). On the bright side, at least I'm not spending insane amounts of money on flowers that will die, diamonds that'll get misplaced and a girl that'll probably leave me.
Yes...I'm still in the world of the sane....but if I ever do get a girlfriend....I hope I don't succumb to this pheromone driven day.... I hope I never spend the GDP of Albania on a flower, a meal, a rock and maybe a dress.....
But if I do.......
The sex better be bloody worth it.
Valentine's Day Dinner : $500
Overpriced Flowers : $150
finding out you aren't getting laid : priceless
there are some things money can buy.
for everything else there's MasturBate.
Couples hugging, and rubbing noses (with that irritating look on their faces) while repeating Valentine mantras like ..."Happy Valentines Day my snuggy-wuggy-munchkin."
It's enough to make one puke up your breakfast from 2 weeks ago while trying to stab BOTH your ears with a pencil at the same time (you heard me!!...ONE frigging pencil!!).
And how about them restaurant prices. Jacking up their prices just for this supposed human mating season. It's bloody discrimination I tell you! A single person can't get something to eat at a reasonable price just because of those guys who're thinking they're going to get good animalistic loving tonight just because he bought her a posh meal (and probably tried to get her drunk) while sacrificing a dead piece of flora (aka some innocent flower...who was probably minding it's own business before it got cut off in it's prime) and maybe pieces of sparkly rocks (if she's lucky it's a REAL diamond...not a kidney stone).
The whole of today I've been thinking that I'm the only sane person left in this city today. I'm probably bitching because I'm single (and I haven't gotten any in a fecking long time). On the bright side, at least I'm not spending insane amounts of money on flowers that will die, diamonds that'll get misplaced and a girl that'll probably leave me.
Yes...I'm still in the world of the sane....but if I ever do get a girlfriend....I hope I don't succumb to this pheromone driven day.... I hope I never spend the GDP of Albania on a flower, a meal, a rock and maybe a dress.....
But if I do.......
The sex better be bloody worth it.
Valentine's Day Dinner : $500
Overpriced Flowers : $150
finding out you aren't getting laid : priceless
there are some things money can buy.
for everything else there's MasturBate.
13 February 2007
The Confessions of A Bored Fish
My God! I've finally caved. I never thought I'd ever, ever...EVER start one of these blog thingys. Well, I'm no writer, but I've got a few things going for me to start a blog.
1) Too Much Time
2) Fecking Boredom
Actually, to start off, I'm just going to lay out right here, right now. This blog is just a nice little space for me to write nonsense at 2am in the fecking morning when I'm going through my insomnia phase, or after a late (or is that early) poker session.
There will probably a personal poker journal included sometime soon so I can bitch about the b*stards I play against, and whenever I feel like it, I'll give you my fishy wisdom on life, fish, poker and nearly everything else.
1) Too Much Time
2) Fecking Boredom
Actually, to start off, I'm just going to lay out right here, right now. This blog is just a nice little space for me to write nonsense at 2am in the fecking morning when I'm going through my insomnia phase, or after a late (or is that early) poker session.
There will probably a personal poker journal included sometime soon so I can bitch about the b*stards I play against, and whenever I feel like it, I'll give you my fishy wisdom on life, fish, poker and nearly everything else.
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