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Singapore Story II: Abandoned

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Woke up on Friday morning to a kiss, a grope and a fuck. LOL. Thankfully Tater had left for work, so I could moan my heart out. Huhu. Two cumshots later, we fell asleep again. When we finally got out of bed, we found that Tater had brought out milk and cereal for us. Never been much of a fan of hamster food, so KH bought me a raisin cream bun from Barcook Bakery on our way out to town. KH was telling me that it was one of his favourite breakfast bite while working in Singapore. Too creamy for me. Walked past the busy streets to Bugis MRT. The place is always busting with activity. Street vendors, pedlars, hawkers, fortune tellers, diviners, mediums and tourists. Our lunch plans were at China Square. Met KH's ex-colleague, Lily for the first time. He mentions her quite a lot, so it's good to a face to a name. Good thing was the she knew who I was, so I didn't feel so wu liao . The funny thing was that KH tried to give her a big hug at the lobby of her office and she

Singapore Story I: MaisonTater & MBS

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A strange feeling travelling to Singapore together with KH. All this while, it was a solo trip to visit him. It was never a holiday trip there together. But it happened anyway, more than a year after he relocated back to KL. The trip was sponsored by Air Asia because they had decided to 'bless' him with some free flight vouchers. He used the bulk of it to fund his family vacation to Melbourne ( and no I wasn't included T_T ). The flight was at 10:45 am, so I arranged for the taxi driver to come at 8:30 am. Forgot about the possible jam at Equine Park, but I was lucky that morning. Made some small talk but mostly I asked him about the MyTeksi app. The way he described it, taxi drivers wouldn't pick up passengers that weren't in very close proximity cause potential passengers tend to cancel. This makes the app seem less reliable and responsive. Taxi drivers that register with MyTeksi have to maintain a pre-loaded account with them. With each successful passenger pi

Shine Shine Doesn't Shine

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Made a grave mistake buying a Shine Shine Club waxing voucher off LivingSocial. SK helped me to book an appointment on Wednesday ( during her birthday lunch at Maju Palace ) and that alone was enough to make one's blood pressure rise. Think the other person on the line was a migrant worker with poor language skills. If they can use such resources as the HQ receptionist, imagine what you're getting at the branches. Firstly, the voucher actually went by branches. We bought the Jalan Kenari vouchers, but couldn't get through to the shop. Turns out that the branch had already closed down. WTF. Since we were told that we could book for any branch, we chose the OUG branch. That was another mistake. A sorry excuse for a car-detailing centre. Just a shed in a parking lot. My appointment was for 10:30 am. They told me not to be late. I arrived at 10:15 am. I showed the migrant worker the voucher. He looked at it like it was a thesis on quantum physics. The Bangladeshi told me to w

A Hand for Hands

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It was the last weekend before The Tribe and mum gets back from Taiwan. Woke up a bit later than usual cause I had closed the curtains the night before. SK had suggested having breakfast at Kota Kemuning, but I really wasn't in the mood to travel so far for a plate of WTM. Happy with the pork ball noodles at Restoran Yoong Sheng nearby. Have taken a liking to dry noodles these days ( not the healthiest choice but I'm not getting any six packs any time soon anyway LOL ), but not everyone gets it right. At around 11:00 am, KH came over for a skank session. But I had to work for it by giving him a massage first! :P. We surely have gotten to know each other's bodies much better. Things run smoother and we know can better anticipate the next step. Even had a synchronized finish that afternoon for which I'm quite proud of. Freshened up and rushed out to pick SK for lunch before watching Hands Percussion's The Next Restage. Our initial plan was to eat at Fukuharu, but s

Taiwan is Good for Sex

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Mum and The Tribe were going to Taiwan for a week-long holiday. Hurray for my sex life! Woke up real early on Sunday morning to send them to the airport. Tummy rumblings during my drive back to Taman Puncak Jalil made me step on the pedal a little more ( but that was also because my sister's Avanza was giving out weird noises at low gear ). Stopped at Kong Kee and went very HK style that morning by ordering soup noodles with just wantans . Very yummy. Hung around the internet for a while before getting ready for church. Planned to meet JJ and Bunny for lunch at Heritage Village Cafe, but turns out that their shop in Aman Suria is no longer open ( perhaps since they have an outlet in Paradigm Mall now? ). Made a quick call to the guys and diverted to Restoran 126 instead. Not ate there in ages ever since I tried their sodium-packed bitter gourd noodles. Tried their keong nga ngap rice instead. Big portion and quite good. Their fuzuk yimai is too watered down though. Throughout

Back to School

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It was the day after Chap Goh Mei that Seputeh DAP organized their CNY function. Sent mum to the Teresa Kok's Kuchai Lama office to help with the preparations. I left the car for her since she wasn't sure what time the thing would end and went home with SK instead. Normally we would have curry noodles nearby, but with her raging sore throat we chose to eat at Meng Kee instead. They now have some mission statement displayed prominently in their shop. I didn't bother to finish reading the contents after finding the wantans to be icky. Customer satisfaction my ass. Was supposed to head home after that, but KH suddenly told me that he wanted to test drive the Volvo V40 ( before you start thinking that I can actually be a tai-tai already, you're wrong ), so SK and I joined him instead. Wasn't easy getting to Federal Motors. Missed it the first time round and suffered crawling traffic at Jalan Syed Putra and Jalan Tun Sambanthan. Turns out, one had to turn into Midval

Crazy Commute, Pervy Partner

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Swiped from Tom Perry @ Flickr It was very crowded in the STAR LRT the other day. Crowded tahap Sardin Cap Ayam . I was standing near the door, in the connecting car. While the train was rumbling past Bandar Tun Razak, I suddenly felt something rubbing against the left cheek of my ass. It was hard alright... Perhaps it was just a brush. But truth be told, it was too rhythmic to be an innocent brush. I turned behind to look and I was greeted by a very cheeky smile. It was KH. And his Nexus 5. The end. P.S.: Some artistic license was used, but that was generally the story :P

GM Gathering

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T'was the last weekend of CNY, so my GM invited the whole project team to his place for a makan-makan gathering. Scheduled for lunch, so I went for the earlier English mass. Got my coffee fix at Coffee Sprex after that and shared a big breakfast with mum. Sitting behind me was a young couple. The guy was going on and on and on correcting the girl's grammar and vocabulary. Gosh. I suspect that he loves the sound of his own voice. And the worse thing was that the girl seemed to be enjoying it. Annoying is the new attractive. Back to the CNY party. Like in the past, my GM did all the cooking. Last year was pork ribs, this year was sandwiches. He baked his own bread and Vietnamese baguette, made his own bacon and ham and even grilled his own satay ! Amazing. We even joked if the sliced apples for the sandwiches were home-grown. And he would ply us with drink. Was high on The Glenrothes Scotch whisky and Johnnie Walker Premier Rare Old Scotch whisky. The house was overrun by kid

Fromage et Vin

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Didn't go marketing on Saturday. It was a rest day. Enough of cooking during CNY. Joined SK for WTM at Kong Kee . Mum had a charity event at 中国, a Chinese school at Jalan Loke Yew, so SK and I sent her out. Every day, I alight at Sultan Ismail LRT station for work. And from the platform, I see a school with the same name-- 中国. The English spelling was Chung Kwok. Little did I know that there is another 中国 in KL. Masyallah. When we arrived at Chung Kwok, the guard notified us that there was no function there that day. =_=. Frantically, we started Googling, Wazing, and Google Mapping for another possible 中国. Turns out that there is a school by the name of Chung Kwo ( pay attention, no K ). Ish. Seriously, couldn't they have used another name?! After dropping my mum off, SK and I made our to Bangsar's CZip Lee. The day before, she had mistakenly picked up a box of water colours think that it was acrylic. Apollo was with her and they both didn't realize it. This is what w

CNY V: 开工

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Thought long and hard before deciding to take Tuesday off. KH was already working, so we met him after work. A bigger group than usual with Apollo, Lifebook and the surprise guest, CK who was back from Edinburgh. With all the cina -ness dominating the dinner table during the past few days, SK called for dinner at a more Western joint. Not much choice really. Ended up at The Pressroom after recalling that someone highly recommended it. Till now, I don't know who it was. But we studied the menu long and hard before deciding. Not very attractive ( and I couldn't recall what was recommended! ). LOL. However, dinner was very lively. And since they gave us a table behind a pillar, we could kecoh all we wanted without attracting undue attention. It was lamb burger for me and Asian pasta for KH. And true to form, SK went for the sausage platter. Her food preference mengalahkan gay ! Post-dinner drinks was at Tous les Jours . Our first time there. Love what they did to the interior.

CNY IV: Old Shanghai & Old Enmities

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Brought mum to see the CNY decorations at The Gardens Mall on Monday. I loved their vintage oriental approach. A dressing table here, a lounge there. A seamstress' shop here, a restaurant there. Very old China. All the small details were perfect. And of course it was perfect for camwhoring. In comparison, MV's decorations were garish and an overkill of colours and flowers ( and their Ting-Ting candy seller at Center Court was a Bangladeshi :P ) . Lunch plans were at Sushi Zanmai, one of the few places open. A half hour queue.... Halfway through my 'Singaporean' patience, an alarm bell suddenly went off and the whole mall reverberated with the sound of giant ventilation fans. Went over to talk to the staff at Moo Cow. Didn't get what they were saying over the din. They just pointed to the ceiling. Since they didn't run for their lives, I guess it had happened before and it ain't life-threatening. LOL. My brother treated lunch that day. Sap-sap sui with SGD