will i am's delayed diary

PosLaju note Swiped from nicholaschan . A continuation from this and this . Citibank sent me an SMS sometime before CNY telling me that they had couriered replacement credit cards to me via Poslaju. Strangely, I did not receive anything. Not even a bloody failed delivery notice from national courier. I called their customer service hotline and quoted the reference number from my SMS. "According to our records, out postman arrived at your house on the 11th of February and found no on home. He honked for six times. There were dogs barking" "I don't have dogs." "Maybe your neighbour?" "Both houses beside mine are unoccupied." "..." Got her to confirm that the address was correct, so the LOGICAL answer is they fucked up. What a surprise. So I arranged for a repeat delivery on the 21st. Knowing their style, they would usually deliver repeat parcels late in the evening, but this time, they came up to my house at noon while my m

My company's annual dinner was held on VDay eve. Initially it was slated for VDay, but that was scrapped after many objections from the employees. Duh. I did not want to attend it this year ( many colleagues argue that since the company never gives out any bonus, might as well go eat and drink on the company's account ), but seeing that the venue was One World Hotel rather than the usual Tropicana Tai Thong, I decided to go regardless of the stupid dress code. Some draconian genius decided to ban sports shoes and jeans, making the dinner a little stuffier. Had to arrive at the venue before 7:00pm to register. Failing to do so would mean no lucky draw for you! Upon arrival at the banquet hall, I was shocked to see so many 'colleagues'. Hardly knew 5% of 'em. Kinda scary really to see such a concentration of staff. Ugh. The registration went by alphabet which made my queue very short. Pitied all the Lees and Chans. Hahahaha. By registering, one gets a $20 and a lucky

iPhone88Tappers Swiped from williamnyk . Briyani Langit Biru is an elusive persona on FB. Just suddenly appeared one day and made his presence known. Added him into my friends list and started chatting with him. Was a bit skeptical at first as he had just one small picture on his profile and even his MSN avatar did not show his face. But other than that, everything seemed to be in order. More than once I've had people asking me whether I know him personally and whether they should accept his friend request. On the sidelines, he also built a rapport with Nicky and somehow three of us always had message threads running about arranging meet ups and blah-ing about fluff. Every time our stars did not align. Either I only met up with Nicky, or only Nicky met up with him. Determined to break the cycle, I SMS-ed him on VDay eve to arrange a lunch date. At first I suggested Pappa Rich at 3 1/2 Mile Square, but he preferred it in Petaling Jaya, so I obliged ( you owe me, Briyani! ).

Restoran TKS Swiped from williamnyk . Stayed at home for first half of the day. In the afternoon, I went to Sunway Pyramid yet again! Three times in a week. Yuck. While waiting for KH, we tried to shop for some 3GS covers. Quite a challenge. Although it's nearly the end of the line for iPhone4, retailers are still not relegating their 3GS merchandise to the bargain bin. Blegh. Once KH arrived, we accompanied him for a late lunch at Kim Gary . Food and drinks weren't fantastic there. So disappointed that their "Coffee In HK Style" wasn't up to mark. No cuties either. Neither waiters nor patrons. But it was entertaining to sneak a peek at a straight couple going through their one foot high stack of 5R photographs. Some very nutty poses and the guy was semi-cute. Grat met us after he shoo-ed off the last of the visiting relatives at his house and we did some shopping. Managed to get a relatively cheap wallet from Braun Buffel for my brother's birthday. T

Men. Swiped from waynne ning . On Saturday, went to the wet market as usual. Less traffic. Smaller crowd. Lovely. Preparations were on the way for Pai Ti Gong on the night of the eighth day. Religious paraphernalia was being unloaded by the truckloads. Most of the breakfast places were teeming with people, regardless of the price increase. Nothing much happened and I did not get to see KH since he was out visiting relatives. Fast forward to Sunday, it was the usual routine of church and lunch. Found a new coffeeshop in Aman Suria called Shang Yi Fatt that serves quite a good bowl of curry noodles. Kinda small town style. Due to got weather, we found 'shelter' at Jusco Seri Kembangan for a while before sitting down to cendol and coconut water at a mamak truck in Puncak Jalil. Went swimming at KH's place later in the afternoon. Donned the new pair of skanky swimtrunks he got me. Really looks more like underwear than swimwear with its bright coloured panels and flut

First of all, let me apologize that this isn't my SpyPic art at its best. The angle was bad and there were too many bystanders. Hehe. So this will just have to do. FYI, Karl is one cool looking fella. A mess of curly hair on his head and a pair of swishy crucifix earrings flanking his face. Paired with that facial hair, definitely pirate material. But that is not my main point, else I would have dubbed him Pirate Pete. With his earphones on, he was in his own little world. He was standing right at the entrance of the PUTRA LRT car welcoming all incoming passengers. I took one look at his face and proceeded to gaze down... you know what? His coffee shop was open! Seemed to be bursting open at that due to his tight slacks. Hehe. Lucky for him, his underwear was still not visible else it would have cause a makcik  or two to scream in delight. I wanted to tell him, but with his loud music I think it would have been quite a challenge: "Your fly is open." "What?"

iPhone84Cameron Swiped from williamnyk . On CNY eve, SK & I received great news that Mel had given birth to a bouncing baby boy! After she had settled everything at the hospital and been discharged, we decided to give her a visit in Kajang. Upon arrival at her house, she couldn't find her house keys. She had left them in her car that was still parked at the hospital and her hubby had left for Seremban to attend his brother's wedding! In the end, we had to come in via the back door ( I was nearly resigned to climbing over the front gate! ). But still, we had to gempar the whole neighbourhood because she misplaced her keys to the back alley gate ( and our government announces that the crime rate is down ). The new mother was obviously still tired out from her new responsibilities and the emergency Caeserian, luckily her parents were down to lend a hand. Her mother was bathing the kid upstairs and I could hear him wailing at the top of his voice. Definitely his mother&