Fuck you terrorists.

A woman cries, during a candlelight march for the victims of the Mumbai terrorist attack in which more than 195 people were killed, in Mumbai, India, Saturday, Nov. 29, 2008. (AP Photo/Altaf Qadri) #

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God bless the rest.

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HELP!

Woohooo!!! not.

She's married now. I felt everything around me was meaningless for a moment.

Then i continued tracing maps in my Illustrator CS3, guess life goes on eh?

Gooday!

Cats

WARNING: ...cats

All the females felines near my office area are either pregnant or ....pregnant.

I suppose there's one motherfuckin horny male cat goin around here on a mission everyday.

Good day.

Fucking Claypot Chicken Rice.

WARNING: A post driven by tonnes of frustration towards technology, humanity, and claypot chicken rice.

Yesterday, my work had to stall for a bit, wait, not for a bit, for about three quarter throughout the day because my fuckin Illustrator CS3 installed on my office PC failed on me graciously for some prominent apparent reason which was, it was not registered coz the bloody crack refused to work due to PMS or whatsofuckin ever at the first place. Yes, its a pirate copy, because using licensed software in Malaysia is like practicing voodoo. No one does it nowadays, if at all you do, you're an ugly bitch witch.

So, yes i was very frustrated, so i headed to Summit USJ, a place without any enforcement towards the pirated softwares, dvd's, handful of ghostly Indons and more, and happily bought a DVD called Adobe CS3 Master Collection (it wasnt packaged like what the picture potrays, you know). It was 12 bucks, pretty expensive if you ask me. Then i was a happy man. I headed back office and was drooling before i could install them and make full use on the RM12 investment.

So i started the installation process, the time was approxiametly 2330. Before the set up begin, it showed an error message, at this point i knew its gonna be a hell of night to get this shit work right, and it was one hell of a night. I wanted to kill the very next cat that crosses my view. 

I had no choice but to seek help. See, in the surrounding 1.5 km of my office lot area, at that time, you can only find foreigners, Burmese, Bangla fuckholes, Indon, Vijayacunt fans and other unidentified race of people. So i cant seek help from these bunch of idiotic motherfuckers. Period. I did what we do the best, Google that shit up, and i found out that in order to install the master collection, i will need to remove all the existing Adobe softwares and its shared components. So i did, at this point i was taking a great risk, simply coz after removing these shit, and the new installer failed to work, you would've seen my face on the newspaper for setting a block of offices on fire, with kerosene. Petrol is so expesive these days.

Finally it did work after 3 attemps of installation, and the process ended at 0430 which resulted me being late for the next day of work, and evetually slowed pretty much everything down towards the day. Thanks to Adobe's weird way of getting their shit in your machine, but really i shouldnt  be complaining, coz it was only 12 bucks.

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Earlier today, like 11pm, i found myself in the middle of Dubai strip (also known as Jln Bukit Bintang) wearing 3 quarter pants, and selipar Jepun, with an old tshirt and rape scene like hair, which i wouldnt wanna bother explaining why. 

So i went to meet a client right, beside federal hotel, it was this oriental chill out bar, so i went there and swtiched on my laptop to show them my design drafts, but this time the fuckin DELL fucked my in the brains by not working properly, i reboot the system about 3 times and finally got it working. And then, the clients decided to shift the location. 

So i had to walk to other part of the street with my lap top turned on and opened throught out the journey to the other side, i had to cross the road and shit with alot of people around. I explained to you how i looked already, plus here comes the retarded act of bringing an opened laptop around. I swear i felt like a jackass, or a junkie who just got lucky by stealing some Turkish guy's laptop.

Might taste like cat poo

We headed to the claypot chicken rice shop in Jln Alor, the chair was wet, the table was wet, there i was holding the laptop and the optical mouse didnt work properly either. But i pretty much settled things up and headed back home and here i am blogging after a long time. I wonder if anyone still reads my posts. Yes or no, im prolly blogging for myself.

On an unrelated issue, my readers prolly will remember a post about 'she' about 2 years back. Some of you know we eventually dated for sometime, and that girl, the person once i loved the most, is getting married next month.

I feel pretty lost. Guess thats why im blogging.

Out!
d.

Women - drivers from HELL

WARNING: Profanity at its best as always.
Emotionally driven whining for equal driving rights girls will not be entertained.
Webcam strippers are welcomed.

Women drivers are worst form of creatures from hell that you can ever witness on the road with your naked eyes, next to highway crossing airheaded banglas and indons, we'll leave the fuckin immigrants for now. One of many bad things that happened in the world is the idea of allowing women on the road. The greatest mistake of the millennium.

Women should take cabs.

Women cant drive. Period. No matter whatever fuck they gotta say..they just cant fuckin drive properly. Things women drivers do that pisses the fuck outta me in less than 0.24 seconds as follows :-

1. Its either they dont or they over use the signal/indicators. Sometimes they just take the turn without warning. Think about the banglas who died due to this stupid no indicator syndrome.

2. Have you seen these young mothers who drive to fetch the little idiots off the school? Have you seen them all geared up? Yes, those long sleeved shirt worn the other way around, sunglasses, HAT!? wtf @#$. They have more gears on than mongolian rock climbers and your next door Indian plumber.

3. Why do women drive beamers? Its a disgrace, to both the car and humanity.

4. Women stop at roundabouts to give way to others to come in. NO! Thats so wrong.

5. They can perfectly fit fuckin contact lenses on the eyes with nothing going wrong, but cant park a small ass car in a big parking that could fit a motorboat ,a couple banana trees, and a complimentary bangla.

6. Women complain about their cars not having enough pick up. There will be 2 scenarios for this one. One, its a 650cc Kancil, so...there wont be any pick up for this 3 pistoned motorbike engined crap. Second, they complain there's no pick up after driving 60km with the handbrakes on.

7. They dont really know the law. Let me tell you what happened a couple of years back. I was in a terrible mood and banged a women's car that was in front of me. Any idiot should know what it was my mistake coz i banged it from the back. Woot! /shy. Anyway it was a turning to the left to the main road..so yes i banged her car. And i stopped my car to settle the issues with her, she stopped for a few seconds and she she just sped away. She ran away. Maybe you can say she was afraid of me or some shit..the thing is i was still in the car and i dont think so its so visible to see me in the car coz it was quite a distance. I proceed by chasing her on the highway and overtook her but she did not even look. She was running. I dont know why that happened. Prolly shes just plain stupid.

Women should not drive. Never ever. Just be cool and let the guys drive you around. And you dont have to take off you shoes to drive anymore.

Here's a complimentary kucing pic.

out.

Eyecandy at its best

Im loving my browser to the bones. Been using Opera Web Browser for more than a year now, and its getting better, Version 9 was just released. Eyecandy user interface cant get any better than this. Gone were the fuckin days when i used to browse with Internet Explorer, technically the worst browser anyone can ever get theirs hand on. I vaguely remember how it looks line, i remember the monkey that bit my sister in Penang years ago better. Opera is seriously a sexy browser. R0X0rZ mY b0x0Rzz!! wtf.

Well, download Opera if you're sick and tired of both IE and Mozilla.

Gah!

A big hairy turban'ed Singh kissed me on the forehead yesterday for no apparent reason.





Im traumatized.







Help.

The Dog

Well, sometimes you're the dog,

and sometimes you're the hydrant.

Which one is you?


Im the hydrant right now.


out.