will i am's delayed diary

For four days, I skipped work and went to The Gardens Boulevard for training~ "AWS Tech Essentials" and "Architecting on AWS". Covered hundreds of slides and a dozen hands-on lab work.  And of course, there was no lack of food. The training went pretty well, and picked up the necessary understanding to work in the cloud. But nothing interesting about my training really. I was just extremely surprised that it made more sense ( read: sens ) for my HR to send my Singapore colleagues to Malaysia for the same training. Training cost in Malaysia + flight tickets + 4 nights of hotel + airport transfer + per diem  costs less than Training cost in Singapore? Biar betul ni!

Laundry day be like this.

As the Minister of Primary Industries, YB Teresa Kok has been eating palm oil and sleeping palm oil every single day. Look at her Hari Raya Open House at Sri Petaling~ Looks more like a palm oil industry junket. Selamat Hari Sawit y'all!

My mood was kind of off on Saturday due to AirBnB woes. Customer service is definitely no fun especially when it's related to home maintenance problems at midnight. The problem was discovered one booking ago when I did a quick spot check, but I had no time to fix the problem. At that time, I was already pissed off with the cleaner for not notifying us that the wash basin stopped was stuck! And the problem continued to the next booking. Once again, the cleaner was silent. I have no idea how she does the cleaning and not complain about it. And with 4 people on the job, we can still fail to get these important things sorted out. To placate the guest, I promised her that I would try to solve the problem the next day. Found a DIY solution on YouTube that involves using a suction cup to raise the stopper. Looks simple enough. Turned my morning market trip into a treasure hunt for a suitable suction cup. Went from stall to stall and couldn't find it. Adhesives are more popular no

Simonlover made an appointment to meet KH and I for afternoon tea. He was in our neck of the woods attending a wedding a luncheon. KH suggested to meet at February 8 Cafe , a vegetarian joint at Happy Garden. When I entered, I was greeted by a peculiar sight. A lady was holding a dowsing rod above a cup tea, and she was counting the number of rotations it made. With her other hand, she was filming the 'phenomenon'. Any idea what she was doing? The cafe is quiet with nice character. A very wooden Muji feel. The menu at February 8 is pretty small, but interesting. I ordered the Hojicha Soy Milk and it was good. KH gave Simonlover the lowdown on his Ladakh trip. At around 5 PM, we quit the cafe and went to the night market that had suddenly sprouted at the doorstep. Don't remember the last time I went to one. Plenty of food options, but not exactly cheap. Saw a heap of courier packages on the ground being sold for RM7 each. It was a kind of fukubukuro , or egg surpri

Tokio Marine had finally approved my claims for the steering coupling and wheel bearing replacements. And the spare parts had arrived at the service center. Took a day off on Friday to get it settled. Didn't wait there, but went home instead. Not long after breakfast, I received a visit from KH. He had arrived that morning from New Delhi. His 2-week retreat to Ladakh had left him refreshed and horny ( which is a good thing, as I was definitely dry as heck ). Our passionate reunion started on the sofa then switched to higher gears in my bedroom. Been too long since our last skank. Got me moaning like crazy. He couldn't hold it in anymore and came before I did. At the end of the session, KH was so tired that he napped for a while. I woke him up for brunch. Asked him what he wanted and he told me that he was craving for Chinese food. Shared a bowl of pork ball hor fun noodles at Restoran Yoong Sheng , and went for a second round at Restoran Xin Tian Di . He decided on CKT.

Early on Sunday morning, mum went off with the tribe for a durian excursion at some remote orchard. I slept in, then went for some comfort food at Restoran Yoong Sheng . Love their pork ball noodles. Whiled the morning away working on my Holy Land photobook. If KH was around, the plan would have been sex, sex, and sex! At noon, I went to get my haircut. My stylist had closed his branch at Citrus Park, so from now on I will be going to Gembira Avenue. Settled lunch right at the salon as well. They have an interesting combination of a salon and a cafe. I wasn't particularly hungry, so the oven-baked cheesy toast with egg, and special iced coffee was a satisfying light lunch. Not long after mum arrived home, we went to church for the Corpus Christi procession. The route was approximately 2 kilometers and brought us through the Taman Mayang residential area. The traffic police were called in for security purposes. The Host was displayed in a monstrance and traveled in a decor