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!
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