will i am's delayed diary

Melbourne2009049 Swiped from williamnyk . First thing in the morning, we checked out of our apartment and lugged everything into the Tarrago. The GPS was set to Torquay and "avoid toll roads" and we were on our way. Breakfast was at Anglesea , where the sea supposedly meets the bush. Had breakfast of a quiche lorraine , apple strudel and a heavenly chocolate mousse for mum's birthday. I had a hard time trying to communicate with the girl at the bakery: Me: Can you get me a fork? Girl: What? Me: A fork. Girl: A what? Me: F-O-R-K. Girl: Oh, a foRRk. Must have been that my Klingon had a Malaysian accent. Mum did some shopping at the local Salvation Army Thrift Shop, can you believe it? From there on, we had hit the Great Ocean Road, a super-winding, scenic road that takes you real close to the South Australian coastline. One lane up. One lane down. With overtaking bays that allow for slower vehicles to turn in as to give way. They double as lookout points too. Fantasti

Melbourne2009047 Swiped from williamnyk . Early in the morning, bro-in-law and I took a brisk morning walk to Franklin Street to collect our Toyota Tarrago ( that's Estima to us ) from the people at Hertz. After they explained everything to us, we drove back to Flinders Lane to pick up the rest. The drive out to Phillip Island was quite pleasant in the large vehicle since my little nephew needed so much ka chang . And the GPS made things a lot easier and harder at the same time. Heather/Susan: Bear left! Bear right! Make a sharp left turn! Traffic control! You have reached your destination It was quite a challenge referring to the GPS, looking out for traffic and pedestrians and watching your speed. And so, I took on the job as navigator. Such a redundant job hor? Hehe. We arrived in about less than 2 hours with a short breakfast stop at a diner in Pelican Bay . The island is quite picturesque with Windows XP default wallpaper-like scenery. Sheep. Cows. Vineyards. The wo

gravitation Swiped from Tsuki Aoi . Note: A little breather from my Melbourne series. Wanted to post this since my last Singpore trip! When I copied the anime "Gravitation" from KH, he merely told me that it was about a music band. A simple and mundane as an anime about baking bread, playing football or catching beetles ( I'm sure it exists ). Me being me, I finished the porn first before moving on to it. The squeeze of boredom. But after watching the first episode, I was pleasantly surprised! "Gravitation" turns out to be a "boys' love" anime! Quite the classic recipe of annoying, clingy brat falls for the brooding and handsome older guy. Shuichi is the lead singer of "Bad Luck" and he falls in love with a famous romance novelist, Yuki. Shuichi is portrayed as confused and Yuki carries enough emotional baggage to fill an Airbus. Most of the early episodes end with Yuki and Shuichi in some kind of "action". Throw in som

Melbourne20090423 Swiped from williamnyk . On Sunday, mum and I took a gamble and went out to St. Patrick's Church hoping to be on time for mass. We hopped on the tram and in no time reached the Mother Church of the Melbourne Archdiocese. Turns out that we were in time. The cathedral was quite a sight. Not as ornate as St. Paul's, but it has its appeal. Not many parishioners were there as expected and around half of those celebrating the eucharist were tourists. After mass, we took pictures inside the church but we later found out that it was not allowed! Adoi ! But we had more fun cam-whoring outside anyway. :P. At the side, there's a statue of Mother Mary holding aloft a crown of thorns ( interesting to note that earlier in the morning, I spied a stick-on grafitti of the Virgin Mary baring her boobs ). And in Her sleeve, a JVC camcorder was slotted in! I don't know if that's vandalism, art or a security camera. Out of the blue, more than 20 altar boys su

Melbourne2009044 Swiped from williamnyk . Saturday was reserved for the Queen Victoria Market . It was only mum, sis and I as my bro-in-law went to the Melbourne Zoo for their African animal exhibits. For the first time, we boarded the City Circle Tram , an old style tram that runs around the perimeter of the CBD for free. A very touristy thing with a pre-recorded guided tour of virtually every tram stop ( a tram stop is usually just somewhere in the middle of a road ). Walking from the stop near William Street ( it's great having a street named after you ), we passed by the Flagstaff Gardens and arrived at the market in no time ( but we later discovered that it was faster to walk from Flinders Street ). QVM is actually just like Jatujak Market in Bangkok, only less dense, less chaotic and a more pleasant place to shop due to the cool weather. Standard wares-- souveniers, Ugg boots ( warm-looking, fugly boots ), other sheep fur products, clothes, crafts, food, fresh produc

Melbourne2009048 Swiped from williamnyk . For some unknown reason, my bro-in-law is an animal freak. He loves the zoo. And so, we ended up a Flinders Street Station ( during morning rush hour no less ) to catch an hour's train ( KTM Komuter! ) to Lilydale and subsequently an hour on the bus to the Healesville Animal Sanctuary ( the helpful people at The i gave us a perfect itinerary of connecting rides ). The further one gets out from Melbourne, the more apparent the graffitti becomes. The sanctuary features 200 species of animals in a natural bushland habitat, but I don't think I even saw 50. The animals were shy? Too well camouflaged? They turned into icicles in the cold weather? Whatever it was, we were quite disappointed. But, we did get to see the kangaroos, emus, koalas, dinghos, Tasmanian Devils ( endangered due to an infectious oral cancer! ), platypi, raptors, etc. Lunch was a hearty meal of red wine beef stew with rice at the Sanctuary Cafe. In our suaku -ne

Melbourne20090417 Swiped from williamnyk . The first proper day at Melbourne cannot be summed up easily. We were still trying to find our bearings as the itinerary was quite imaginary. It was very random. First thing in the morning, we fried bacon, eggs and sausages for breakfast. After filling our tummies, we headed for the nearby Federation Square to seek out the Melbourne Visitor Centre ( affectionately known as "The i" ) for a headstart. Each town of any tourism value has one and the staff are extremely helpful. I tried to take in everything. The cool air in my face. The mess of wires that give life to the trams that share the road with the other vehicles. The orderly block style of the city with its many lanes, nooks and crannies. The uniqueness of every building. The cuteness of the guy on the street. :P. But before that, we made a quick stop at the nearby St. Paul's Cathedral , a beautifully ornate Anglican church. Everything was ostentatious, from the ma

Melbourne200904 Swiped from williamnyk . My sister planned this trip to Melbourne and it was supposed to be in the warmer month of April. But as things were at work, I requested that it be postponed to May. Unfortunately, even in May, my work schedule did not go as planned. Be that as it may, with a MYR1070 Air Asia X ticket purchased, I upped and left anyway to see an autumn-y Melbourne. Air Asia X is really no frills. The seats were so bloody narrow ( 3 in a row ). Even the more expensive XL seats ( 2 in a row ) did not look comfortable. Each seat had its own monitor, but to access any entertainment, you must first pay MYR30. Feeling cold? Purchase a comfort kit for another MYR30. 8 hours of that. And the best part was that the seats could not be reclined. You're only given a pseudo-recline, where your cushion actually slides down and forward giving you the impression of a recline. Sad. I spent most of the time in the free chat rooms. And even that software was buggy. On

AUD Swiped from williamnyk . I say, Australian Dollars look like play money! However, the exchange rate is no child's play. :(. I made MYR70 from my leftover dollars due to the ever increasing rate though. Hehe. One of my Flickr buddies thought I had struck the Oz Lotto Jackpot! This begins my lengthy Melbourne postings!! Late as usual la.

SingaporeHols200910 Swiped from williamnyk . Note: Sorry this took A LONG TIME to end. My Pre-H1N1 Melbourne trip will be coming up soon! Stay tuned! Early Saturday morning, POD, Nic, JJ, KH and I went to the Botanical Gardens . A whole lotta greenery! The landscaping was quite good and the foliage thick, making the surroundings quite pleasant to explore. Trees, flowers, ferns, palms-- you name it, they've probably got it. There's a ginger garden, a swan lake ( got swan de! ), eco garden ( ECO-nomical and ECO-logical ), evolution garden ( a way to traverse a few hundred million years of evolution-- a definite pick for geologists ) and an orchid garden. Plenty of joggers, church cell group members, tai-chi practitioners and photographers. It's all spread out across a huge area and I nearly popped a vein rushing from one end of the park to the entrance to avoid being late for our lunch appointment with Simone. Lunch was at a Thai restaurant in Shaw Tower. Don't know t

At the invitation of EarlGrey and Dae, SK, mum and I attended VerSeS' A Journey Through The Ages III at AMPAC, Ara Damansara. Well, it was for charity and it involved sacred music, so why not? The beneficiary was Protect and Save The Children , an NGO dealing with sexually-abused children in the areas of awareness, treatment and advocacy. With Dae's map and directions, it was quite easy to get there, but he mentioned a billboard of a HK celebrity holding a crab and it turned out to be a lobster! :P. Upon arrival, I had the chance to introduce my mum to the BFF gang.  Mum: How come these guys always together one? Moi: Same gang ma. I dunno whether she got what it meant. But I don't think she's that oblivious. She was thoroughly amused by Adik ( and his chunky Bimba and Lola rings ), the master of ceremonies for the night. He was his usual flamboyant self and he managed to inject some casualness into the usually stiff setting of classical music recitals. Junior she alre

I wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait. Am I too naive? I always tell people not to expect others to change for you and yet I myself am guilty of harbouring such a hope. Baka. -- Regards, William

"That used to be my favourite TV show! Now I find it boring. What else is on?" This parable works well in our social interactions too. Serial friendships, you can call it. Friends du jour. The flavour of the month. From the new arrivals they end up in the bargain bin later in the season. Then we go shopping again. Some go for serial courtships. The thrill is in the hunt. Out with the old, in with the new. Consumerism at its best. Feel free to change the channel. ;)

My colleague is in dire need of a nose hair trimmer. A veritable nostril nightmare! How do I tell HER that without making it an awkward situation? Please help. -- Regards, William

Christiano Ronaldo-- skimpy white trunks; pink cap; leg-waxing; pink polo-t. Fine la. But I think the flower behind the ear is the deep end of the pool. Stay away! -- Regards, William

Yellow Phone Swiped from williamnyk . In conjuction with my Singapore trip , I'm publishing the Singapore version of LRT Celebrities-- MRT Celebrities ! The debut episode features Uncle I'm-Too-Cheap-To-Buy-Phone-Accessories . It was kinda shocked to find the fella protecting his expensive phone from the elements, scratches and what-not using a recycled plastic sleeve normally found in the DIY hardware section. One side clear, and the other side solid yellow. Usually used to to pack some loose nails or a cheap mini screwdriver set. Oustanding. And it was oversized as well. If his phone ever accidentally fell into the toilet, I guarantee you that it will float! Luckily he did not use a plastik kuih fastened with a rubber band... P.S.: As bonus, here's a picture of random cuteness from Raffles City Shopping Center...

SingaporeHols200912 Swiped from williamnyk . Upon waking up on Friday, we found that JJ was not out to work and that can only mean that he had a rough night with his gastric problems. And so, after KH left for work, I accompanied JJ to his regular doctor at Katong. Opposite the clinic was a small kopitiam , and we had eggs, toast and coffee there after the consultation ( opsss, lupa bayar JJ! ). With our tummies partially-filled, I helped JJ pick out a few work shirts at a nearby mall. So strange seeing aunties working at G2000. Post-shopping was a light lunch at Wahiro . As usual, the salmon sashimi and amaebi sushi ( the ones in KL suck! ) was great. We topped it off with a chawanmushi . Home beckoned and we hopped onto the bus back. I went online a while and went out again with JJ at around 5:00pm. JJ went off to have his hair cut, whereas I took off to Boat Quay to take some photos. KH managed to leave work on time and meet me near Cavanagh Bridge where we shared a tuna

My Bonnie lies over the ocean, My Bonnie lies over the sea, My Bonnie lies over the ocean, Oh bring back my Bonnie to me. Bring back, o bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me, Bring back, o bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me. +++ Bring him back indeed. -- Regards, William

Water Gate Swiped from williamnyk . This was the day that I cooked lunch for KH. I got out of the house together with him. He headed to work, I headed to the nearby NTUC FairPrice. Bought a chicken carcass, a couple of whole chicken thighs, some ground pepper ( those guys have a very spartan kitchen ), fishballs and a packet of choy sam fah . Back at home, I cleaned the poultry and deboned the thighs, dumping them into the soup stock. The chicken thighs I marinated with light soy sauce, pepper and teriyaki sauce. Later, I dumped the herbs ( kei zhi, yuk chuk, wai san, tong sum, longan ) that KH had lying around into the soup, letting it simmer for about 3 hours. In the meantime, I pan-fried the chicken. KH took another half day off, and when he had nearly arrived, I stir-fried the vegetables with the fishballs. The meal was kinda weird though as we did not have it with rice... but with penne! ( JJ's kitchen is definitely no Kitchen Stadium ) There was no proper gravy for i

The Chinese have the masculine and feminine word for the verb "to marry". "Chui" is for guys and "Ka" is for gals. For some odd reason, my colleagues were discussing who I was gonna "ka" and the menu for the wedding banquet. Not that I mind getting married off and being the stay-at-home husband, but it was weird that they were demanding roasted suckling pig to be on the menu. And the dessert has to be a Winnie the Pooh jelly. Wtf, right? Do you hear wedding bells just yet? -- Regards, William

Over lunch with Adrienz today: "With FaceBook, I do not see the need to update my blog anymore." Bincangkan dalam kurang daripada 30 patah perkataan. ;) -- Regards, William

I find that many people do not realise the full potential of the ATM machine. To many, it merely spits out cash. Coupled with the cash deposit machine, a crude funds transfer is possible. Therein lies the problem. Banks are trying to decrease the volume of customers at branches by investing in more and more of such automated machines-- hence creating the so-called "self-service branch". But customers misuse them due to lack of information. I see a lot of people withdrawing money and subsequently depositing them, without realising that such intrabank transfers can be performed online, via the ATM. The result is the same, the money gets transferred ( but it is even safer as no physical notes are involved ), but what they fail to realise is that when the money in the ATM runs out, it is rendered "out of service" ( even non-monetary transactions are disallowed) . And when the cash deposit machine is full of cash, it also ends up "out of service". So please do

Snakeface Swiped from lexillustrator . During my GSS last April, I swiped a book from KH's bookshelf-- "A History of God" by Karen Armstrong. Quite a heavy read of theology and blah blah blah , but it was interesting and revealing to say the least. Seems that faith is really screwed up. lol. Here's something that caught my eye: Augustine, the Latin theologian who defined the Trinity for the Latin Church was quoted in 'The Literal Meaning of Genesis': "... if it was good company and conversation that Adam needed, it woud have been much better to have two men together as friends, not a man and a woman." Religion has definitely evolved a lot and I must say that the things that I have read about how Christianity got to the way it is today is a real page-turner. Blasphemy? History? Philosophy?

Woke up finding my sheets and pillow damp this morning. Heaven forbid, I didn't shu shu in my bed! I wasn't lucky enough to have had a giant wet dream. And no, I don't sleep on a leaky water bed. It was my sweat! And I even sleep topless. >_<". When will the weather lighten up...? -- Regards, William

The Family Tree is a far cry from what it was two years ago. From a sapling, it has grown tall and lush. And now, the tender shoots start to bud, promising blossoms of love. It warms my heart to see this. -- Regards, William

SingaporeHols20094 Swiped from williamnyk . Back from Melbourne and still blogging about Singapore... hehehehehe KH took half day leave on Wednesday, so we had lunch together at Fre(n)sh , Vivo City. Had my first try of quiche and tartine. The former's an egg-based pie of sorts with chicken and vegetables as its filling. Tartines are basically like bruschettas, but with french onion and potato topping instead. Both came with a simple salad of lettuce, raisins and french dressing. Dessert was a tiramisu with loads cocoa powder, which KH kinda choked on. LOL. Next on our activity list was the nature walk. From the MRT station, we walked up Mt. Faber to the Jewel Box , a restaurant cum cable car station cum lookout point. The weather wasn't too hot, and the trail was quiet. It gave us a chance to join hands and enjoy the walk, giggling and being a little naughty as we went. From there on, we continued on to the Henderson Waves, a beautiful, undulating bridge of wood and

I'll be frolicking with kangaroos, koalas, wombats, emus and penguins for a week starting Wednesday. See ya! -- Regards, William

Kusanagi of SMAP fame said it best, "There is nothing wrong with being naked." Yes, there's nothing wrong. Now for the rest of the members to make the same declaration. ;) -- Regards, William

Over a cup of Teh C ( yes, at the Siew Keong place ), my Burmese colleague out of the blue regaled me about tales of penile enhancement, all for the sake of female satisfaction , eh-hem. The things he described really caused me to scrunch up my face, even worse than staring down at a cockroach leg in one's cup. Heh. D-I-Y projects with little glass beads and a razor with a smidgen of antibiotic cream for a bumpier ride with the ladies ( gotta ask SK what she thinks of this ). And heaven forbid sewing knots of horsehair into the penile skin to keep the women coming back for more and more. Ghastly! If it was me, I'd rather stick to a Swarovski-encrusted dildo than an accessorized cock! Have a nice weekend, folks! I on the other hand, have to work! :(

It's a small thing really. But it makes me happy. I used to just expect it. And naturally was disappointed. Hence I opened my mouth, made my expectations known. It was acknowledged. I was happy for a time. But that has degenerated. It makes no sense, huh? It does to me. Time to accept the fact. -- Regards, William

I have seen ISO9001:2008 at work and I must say that I'm a true believer that these certifications mean squat. Remember my post about KL Monorail's recent quality management announcement? Well, to THEM, certification means taking more than a week to get an escalator fixed and allowing chaos at the interchange stations during rush hour. Trains brimming. Stations brimming. Splendid. So much for that. -- Regards, William

The latest updates are in for my underwear collection! Here are the additions: Dugas + 1 2xist + 2 (ehsan KH) DKNY + 1 (ehsan KH) Private Structure + 1 Hehe. :). -- Regards, William

SingaporeHols20093 Swiped from williamnyk . Taking a cue from Apollo, I woke up at 7:45am to "ready my man" for work. However, KH was the one fretting over me, making me breakfast of hamster grains and milk ( so tiring to chew that sawdust ). I walked with him to the bus stop to send him off and familiarise myself with the layout of JJ's condo area. It felt good waving him off... A strange feeling. But a good one. Back upstairs, I started my domestic drudgery by ironing his clothes. I suspect that he was purposely delaying his ironing in anticipation of my arrival. :P. With that out of the way, I went online and by 11:00am I was preparing to go out to meet KH, JJ and K850i for lunch at Hachi Tei . Had a nice lunch of chirashi don and JJ even managed to get a discount off the bill. K850i was regaling us with tales of his dragon-boating. Never fails to trigger imagery of tanned hunks exerting themselves... yummy! With KH ( he came all the way from Paya Lebar just

Three simple words. KH and I use it so often that I sometimes fear that it would lose its potency and meaning. In our countless daily SMS, we sign off with it. At the end of our nightly phone conversations (or phone sex, :p), we say it to each other in addition to the standard "good night". But tonight, KH suddenly spoke the three words shyly mid-conversation. I thought he had office gossip to share or some update on upcoming trips. It sounded so sweet to my ears and rang out loudly though it was a whisper compared to our usual conversational tone. Amused and elated at the same time, I replied him in the age-old manner, "I love you too", after making him repeat it three times. Lol. I still feel warm and fuzzy and inexplicably happy. And of course, a little bit horny! -- Regards, William

I had my very own Earth Hour when I got home from work yesterday. The lights were out for a couple of hours, so I can even rephrase it as Earth Hours. Had a candle-lit dinner and I read a bit of the papers by the flickering light. Luckily it rained, so I didn't miss the fan that much. Even my CDMA phone line died. As time stretched on, the only natural thing to do was to stuff my mouth. Before I knew it, the light was back on. Tomorrow, the saga continues. No water for twelve hours. >_<" -- Regards, William

Easter marks one the holiest days in the Christian calendar as it commemorates the resurrection of Jesus Christ on the third day after he was cruxified and died for the sins of mankind. For the Church and the faithful, everything hinges on this belief. However, I find myself having the skankiest of SMS conversations with Potato Bill on Easter Sunday. Not about religion of course, but the Easter Bunny side of it. Talks of easter eggs with creamy fillings, white chocolate bunnies that one would chew on the whole day, rummaging one's easter basket for goodies and treats... Never will I look at the Easter Bunny the same way again! Happy Easter everybody! -- Regards, William

Golden Panda Swiped from williamnyk . In case you don't know, I actually have 48 days of annual leave left and I'm desperate to clear them off before my company forfeits 'em all. Hence, I made a leave plan that will allow me to do so, IF the work schedule permits. Heaven has been kind enough to let things fall into place and I was granted a week's absence from the office. And so, I flew down on JetStar to Changi Terminal 1 ( over-rated, IMHO, but immigration was fast and it was short way to the belt ). The flight was a bit bumpy, but that was expected with the weather and small aircraft. Read in the in-flight magazine that getting a Singapore Sling at the Raffles Hotel is a must-do! Sei lor . While I was waiting at the arrival hall, I overheard the most "precious" phone conversation: He was telling me like the girls he was flirting with... and I was like screw you... I'm at Clark Quay at the moment and I can just snap my fingers and guys would com

Just came back from my week long visit to Singapore and the Monday that I started work on was quite a bitch-- Unfinished business and issues that my colleagues conveniently KIV-ed for me, awaiting my imminent return. But I must give credit that they did a great job of covering for me. Well, the shit was eventually settled, and naturally more shit was generated. Even so, I was quite surprised that my crankiness was quite under control. My voice had a calm quality to it. I did not feel like venting. The break did me much good it seems. A getaway from work works wonders for my temper. And the sex, definitely the sex. LOL. FYI, the BF is flying down for Easter, so the "holidays" can begin again! -- Regards, William

Stalker Swiped from K!T . During my visit to the DAP CNY open house this year, I bumped into a very pengsan uncle by the name of Loo. He wanted to have his photo taken with one famous, unmarried DAP MP, so he employed my help. I should have just shut up and took their photo with his cellphone. Regret hardly covers what I'm feeling for offering to do it with my camera. So, we exchanged contact information and I got his address. It took me some time to develop his photo as my sister wanted to do bulk processing, so I piggy-backed his photo on her batch. And this caused me heartache to no end. He kept on calling me, asking about the status. Day and night. So desperate to see the photo. And when I finally post the photo to him, stupid POS Malaysia f*cks up and takes more than a week to deliver it and this causes the old fart to call me many-many more times. One day, he caught me during a bad day at work and I just kinda blew my top. Told him off. As though I was trying to ke

Coming back from a short trip to Haadyai, my colleague gave me a keychain as a souvenier ( gah! ). However, it's not as boring as it sounds. It's actually a metal keychain of two people having sex. Perky tits and a horse cock. And it has moving parts, mind you! With some help, the "guy" can f*ck the "gal" doggie style ( other positions are available, trust them to come up with variety ). Like some kind of X-rated shadow puppets. Cute, ain't it? Although I would have preferred it to be two guys, the quality is bad enough that the "gal" can be mistaken for a deformed "guy". So the next time you're in the Land of Smiles, do try to get some of these erotically-educational keychains.

Muddy Mudskipper Swiped from twm1340 . For years and years, I visited my late aunt at her fishing village at Bagan Sungai Burung ( near Sabak Bernam ) and the one thing that always fascinated me was the mudskippers behind her house. I would thrown si ham shells at the buggers they would either scamper or just stare at me blankly with their weird eyes. Little did I know that they had a secret-- they're used as an aphrodisiac. I first heard about from my colleague. Banting folk cut 'em up and smear the blood over their peckers for erectile problems!! Shocking, right? Even more shocking is when I saw this selling in my neighbourhood pharmacy: Virile For Men is a penis cream with exotic Periophthalmodon schlosseri (mudskipper la!) pheromone extract blended with essential secret aphrodisiac herbs suitable for treating premature ejaculation, giving enormous erection and lasting pleasure thus radually increasing your penis size.... The cream is formulated with aromatic emoll

HotAirBalloon Swiped from williamnyk . I usually work on Saturdays, but that week, I couldn't care less about the project and decided to take things easy. However, it doesn't mean that I slept in and holed myself up the whole day watching DVDs and stuffing my face. Instead, I woke up at 7:00am to send my mum to her seminar at Sunway Resort Hotel, whereas SK and I went to the wet market. Thought that perhaps Xavier and Damon would join us for breakfast at Sri Petaling, but it was an "ungodly" hour and they weren't up yet. Had some mamak food and made a trip to the pharmacy. Then we headed to SK's place where I got my weekly dose of the internet ( stupid P1 covers BK5 and Taman Equine but conveniently overlooks Taman Puncak Jalil **sulk** ). On the other hand, SK prepared a lunch of porridge, pig kidney in rice wine, fried fish, luncheon meat, stir-fried celery and century quail eggs. Xavier and Damon had finally awoken and joined us for lunch instead.

Marmalade Swiped from williamnyk . In my sulky state of having been overlooked for this year's Maulidur Rasul Award, I made my first visit to Plaza Mont Kiara. On that drizzly morning, I sent my mum for her eleven o' clock appointment at Cahya for a body scrub and a hot stone aromatherapy massage, compliments of my hotel membership thingy ( a repeated con! ). SK and I had two hours to kill, so we went roaming around the place. SK managed to get a Roxy dress at some parallel import place and we were so bored that we even went into the Asiana Mart and other stores. The presence of security personnel is high and they are very friendly. Gurkhas I think, with their hats. After forty minutes or so, we parked our behinds at Marmalade , a place recommended by our neighbourhood foodie, Jason Jr. Fruit juice, cappucino and a generous slice of carrot cake. It had a nice frosting and was topped with none other than marmalade. Quite nice. Before we knew it, we were back up at the

I'm taking five days of annual leave next week for a prolonged conjugal visit to Singapore. It's my chance to relax a little from work, clear leave and try my hand at domestic life with KH. Effective today, the boyfriend has barred me from all skanky activities until I touchdown at Changi! Really have to mark the days... >_<" Hehe. -- Regards, William

It has been ages since I blogged about the weird and wonderful personalities on KL's light rail transit system. And so, I'm back with two new additions and an update on a regular. To start it off, I'll have you know that Fabio has finally cut off his long, luscious locks for a shorter look. Kinda like Madonna or Anita Mui. Hopefully there isn't some Samson and Delilah story behind the drastic change. The first newcomer is Mangaka. On the whole journey, he just sits there doodling anime schoolgirls in his sketchbook. He flips from page to page, finishing a detail here, ending a stroke there, only to begin back at where he started. Amusing. The second is Mr. Read-Aloud. Believe it or not, he reads the newspaper aloud like when I did in primary one. I don't know if it's a force of habit or an attempt to improve his pronunciation, but I personally feel that the LRT is not the right place to do that. But if he didn't, he wouldn't have found his thirty second

The President of my Di Association recently presented me with a cute Paul Frank button badge during his last trip to KL. So gwai ! He bought it so that SK could buy her Paul Frank undies at half price. Watch out people, she's amassing a huge collection as we speak. Definitely someone to look out for in the underwear collector's race. And so, I present the latest family tree for your perusal. Already at v1.2. Several changes have taken place. Among the most notable are Lifebook becoming SK's gor ( a rich one, mind you ) and my di Kenz breaking up with Rich ( :( ). Oh yeah, and SK is no nearer to getting inseminated by Alex. You guys can set up a betting pool. But beware of Savante tilting the odds by means of alcohol... oppps.

With the sleep still in her eyes, mum went downstairs to use some eye drops for her dry eye syndrome. In her blur-blur state, she instead grabbed a bottle of Betadine (iodine antispectic). It took her a while after the burning sensation set in that she noticed!! Aiyoh.... -- Regards, William

FYI, KL Monorail is now ISO9001:2008 certified! One can now be assured that the frequent delays and technical glitches will be properly documented as part of their normal operations in their SOP. Yay for quality management! -- Regards, William

I was at the Old Town Kopitiam-CIMB ( some screwed up partnership, banking while you sip your nanyang kopi o, stupid ) at Menara Hap Seng and I noticed that the Nissin noodles were missing from the new menu! What happened!? Call the police!

The ball starting rolling when I bought SK a Momiji for VDay. Luca ( the Momiji's name ) was nicely packed in a colourful metal box with stickers and a button badge. She looks like Avril Lavigne with pink hair and a pair of headphones. Made of porcelein, she's heavy to the touch. Kinda like a blunt murder weapon. Hehe. At the bottom of each Momiji is a slot ( not THAT kind of slot ) that can be used to keep a secret message. Coincidentally, my Mei is somewhat of an insider in this whole Momiji business and was quite surprised that I suddenly showed interest in the collectibles. As a welcome gift, she sourced me a male Momiji that's not selling anywhere in the country. Hehe. Ollie's the name and he too has pink hair, but sports a skateboard on his back. SK reciprocated as well by getting me Silly-Billy, the white-haired cousin of Luca. She came packed in a cute inflated cushion and a cardboard carton. She's the more conventional type, Japanese and in a Kimono. Well,

Zoom! is the stupid campaign started by Tourism Malaysia to encourage more people to have local holidays and increase foreign tourist arrivals. One of their approaches include putting up posters in STAR LRT cars, and boy, are those posters ugly and uninformative. I think a lower secondary kid with Adobe Photoshop 6 could have done better. They lack focus with poor composition, horrible choice of photos, lousy picture quality and lack of cropping skills. For Frasers hill they can just zoom on some random field with a few flower and expect tourists to go wow? Other posters featuring eco-tourism merely showcase some random riverbank and it just looked like an anti-pollution poster. Good God! Lets go cuti-cuti Malaysia! -- Regards, William

Finally cut my hair on Saturday after Jr. gave me a puzzled look at the Pre-VDay party regarding my unruly mop of hair ( yes, this is a flashback, at least I didn't blog about the party, :P ). KK, my regular stylist gave me a weary stare-- KK: I'm tired of your current hairstyle. Let's do something new. Ready to shave off the sides? Me: Err.... OK.. KK: Ohhh... my hands are itching to use the shaver! (revving the shaver with wild abandon, but not quite Edward Scissorhands la....) With that, he shaved off the sides and a chopped the back, leaving a triangular chunk. After he styled my hair, I walked over to meet my mum and SK at the nearby organic shop. Mum & SK: Wah! Organic Shop Uncle: Something exploded on your head? Me: -_-" More negative comments awaited me at the office. Colleague 1: Eh, why you cut so short la. I cannot accept la. Especially the back. Like samseng. Me: -_-" Client Big Boss: Your hair reminds me of when I was in primary school.

MelWedding1 Swiped from williamnyk . The next day, we woke up early and planned to attend mass at the nearby St. George Church only to find out at the last minute that it was an Anglican church. And so we scoured the tourist map to find an even nearer alternative-- The Cathedral of the Assumption, just beside St. Xavier's Institution. We made it for the 10:00am mass. It was an old church with the usual cross shape and vaulted ceiling, but what caught my eye was the checkered floor, two angels flanking the front door, the antique furniture, pipe organ and the confessional that was actually only a wooden partition surrounded by a metalwork of the Holy Spirit descending as a dove. Not many parishioners showed up, only 40% of the pews were filled ( and so the monetary offering was also quite mini-sized ). It was basically an opposition church -- during the sermon, the priest talked about passion and he linked it to Saudara Lim Kit Siang whom he said lives, breathes and bleeds

I have recently put my foot on the accelerator in regards to my financial planning, with Jaded Jeremy as my invaluable co-driver. So far, he has evaluated my current situation and declared that I need to cover the gaps in my insurance coverage before I dip into investment. Therefore, I have been dealing with my current agent and trying to get heads or tails about the 'right' choices to make. Things have been confusing for me with jargon, concepts, benefits and premium tables being thrown around that's alien to me. And I guess having a BF in the related field only serves to muddle the situation further as he has an alternate approach. Maybe one could say that too many cooks spoil the soup. I'm on the verge of swearing off soup. Sigh. It's not that I don't appreciate the input, but I suddenly feel overloaded with information. At the end of the day, I can't expect people to make decisions on my behalf, I'll just have to soldier on, I guess. Thanks Jeremy an

In my feverish daze yesterday, I sent my blog post to the wrong address, hence you're reading this right now. All is right again after seeing two doctors, and I'll be trudging to work tomorrow after one and half days of rest. I was super-bloated, felt like I had alien queen in me, waiting to finish gestating and burst out of my abdominal cavity. Well, it did burst out-- I barfed all over my living room floor. I felt so much better after that, but pai seh that SK had to clean that up. Thanks dear! -- Regards, William

UW I Swiped from williamnyk . Tagged, I was and here is the post. Tardy as usual. Hehe. As Apollo mentioned, I collect underwear and part of my collection is posted here for your viewing pleasure. I think I've been crazy about 'em ever since I was 7. I gained 8kg in the past year. :(. Stress and age? I came out at age 27. I lost my virginity at age 27. Took me 14 years to notice that my best friend was gay. I come from a national school background and only started speaking mandarin in university. I used to be terrified of driving. I can't ride a bicycle. Mine broke in half when I was 5 and I have never ridden on one ever since. I'm Roman Catholic convert. I was trying to reject my sexuality through religion, but in turn, I embraced both God and my sexuality. My father passed away of a myocardial infarction ( heart attack lo ) when I was 17. I'm an impatient bastard. I still work for the same IT company I joined after my graduation. I interned at the same co