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Monday, January 31, 2005

 

The Kumar Experience!

My mistake completely. He was Korean, not Chinese. And I'm about ready for some of that White Castle myself.

This is the real Kumar experience. None of that Kumars at 42 rubbish. Which leads me to think of how much more fun an experience you can actually have.

How far can I get after a couple of hits? What the hell would I do? Another Asian guy trying to look for White Castle. Does White Castle still exist here in Malaysia? I'll be doing something fun like that soon I'll tell you that much!

Now what am I going to do? Sleep? Sleep is boring. Unless you like it. I'm not prejudice today. Sorry. You worthless lot!


 

Harold and Kumar go to White Castle VS Diablo's Item Creator

Was drinking beer earlier with some old pallies from tertiary. The most funniest most jokes in the galaxy. Talking about how one time they network gamed too much till one of their girlfriends called and needed a pair of shoes because hers broke or something, and the fellow replied that someone is already on the way and you can use Diablo's item creator and actually got mad that she didn't understand what in blazing hell he was talking about. Fucking funny is what that is.

Another story of a guy who shouted hallelujah before he bent over on the toilet bowl and let it all out drunk. Then when he flushed decided that it was a good idea to wash his face and proceeded on doing so. An excellent story. Worth keeping.

So, I'm watching Harold and Kumar goes to White Castle and it is looking quite funny. Probably the cannabis appeal. Being Chinese and also almost a stoner could be the reason as well. The Chinese guy's face in itself is already a laugh and a haugh. Half.

Henry is over here tonight. Back in Malaysia for three days. Currently on his computer watching his movies and posting, apparently. Motherf is passed out like a logdog. Wonder how the hell he is when he's stoned. Must absolutely definitely venture there.

This is it, going to watch the rest of the movie. His keyboard is so nice and soft to use. Reminds me of the texture of breasts. Not really actually. I just wanted to say something like that.


Sunday, January 30, 2005

 

*What happened to the last post?

*So, we were driving aimlessly looking for a field. Me, sitting in the back creating a filter magically out of torn bits off a cigarette box (How Macguyver of me!). No field in sight, no alternative but to do it in the car. Don't you just hate that? Things to do but nowhere to do them.

I feel hungry therefore I shall eat. And resume this another day when I do remember.

#Resumed
For a brief moment of 3-4 hours, it seemed an eternity when we were just walking around waiting for something to happen. We lack a quality for spontaneous smoking but the funniest thing is that it wasn't spontaneous whatsoever.

I started off wanting to resume what I was trying to say earlier in the morning but for some reason I can't reach in far enough to grab the memories.

I also realised that a post was missing and discovered that I saved it as a draft the other time. Its also a coincidence that the *post had been forgotten at that time.
#

Things I/We did:
1) Smoke* in traffic with the effect feeling us up slowly
2) Sit in a car being driven around aimlessly
3) Sit at McDonald's for approximately 5 minutes till someone decided to leave for my place with his wrapped up burger to go
4) Watched 'The Hulk' on astro and noticing that his pants can expand to the size of big pants or a small elephant
5) Wait forever (a total of half an hour or more) for kaya bread (roti kaya) thing (does not constitute as pastry).
6) Talk with intermittent bursts for each word wondering to myself if the effects have kicked in just yet
7) Not remember most of the things we did
8) Uncapped a can of air spray to only realise later that the cap was the nozzle
9) Repeat "What are we going to do now?" several times
10) Try to fit a roll of notes into a film canister

Things I/We said or might have:
1) How one graffiti looked like breasts when they were eyes of a girl.
2) "To the max, man, to the max!" to a "how stoned are you?" question
3) That we should record everything we say and do on a blog. Which isn't going all too well right now since I've forgotten many of the things I wanted to write.
4) That we should record everything, again.

Things I/We could/should have done:
1) Go to the driving range
2) Not go to the driving range
3) Looked for girls to light up with
4) RECORD EVERYTHING, DAMN YOU!
5) Swimming


Saturday, January 29, 2005

 

Inspecting the ceiling

%I sit at my computer, watching the latest breakthrough in the movements of my ceiling fan. Maybe it will suddenly break tradition and spin the other way.

Had a drink or two, which was quite nice. Now, all I have to do is describe things in the sequece of the first things thaT come to my mind. That would amuse even me when I re-read this post and have no recollection of what happened. But no chance of that happening.

I suppose I have to write something insightful now. You bunch of bottom feeders! The appeal of a Subway Sandwich is peaking. I would dfinitely like some meat and bread and a topping of a variation of those mustard-y sauces. Or something.

Strangely, time passes pretty quickly after a few drinks. Yet I'm stuck at home at 6AM with only a glass as company. I should be performing intercourse (having crazy wild turkey sex) and having fun in the most awkward sense(s) to compensate for the rate of non-activity I'm actually experiencing.

Bored to check for errors in text.


Monday, January 24, 2005

 

Weekend hits (unplanned)

*I was thinking of catching up with some work and maybe some sleep. That wasn't going to happen after tonight, apparently. I felt my behaviour and thoughts go into so many directions. A few drags and your thoughts are flooding and the standard for things to say has taken a detour, and because of this - you tend to not say anything, not do much as to keep yourself from making a bafoon out of yourself in the eyes of other 'by-standers'. Induced hunger and thirst ensues and sooner than later you find yourself raiding your 'lost ark' of a kitchen and/or refridgerator.*

What seems like an eternity ago - is now a memory; a path your mind ventures into, in order to retrace steps taken. My last time was a while ago. In many cases, memory doesn't pay as much of a role.

Now its a quarter to five in the morning and I'm getting started on what was left for earlier. I guess all I can do is read on. I am now drinking some water for the feeling of hydration that has come over myself.

I have been considering opening up another web log that would record something else. Something more interesting but have no clue as to what just yet. How interesting can this concept be? This is going to be hard.

I sit here now, quartering to five, considering so few things as I did earlier. Mellowing out from the daze of hours before. Nothing insightful popping into mind.


Sunday, January 23, 2005

 

Pre Chinese New Year 2005

So lets begin.

The days of the month are counting down faster than anticipated. Three weeks didn't seem like three weeks. Almost a month into the new year and in a week or more, the Chinese New Year celebrations will be about.

Chinese New Year; what a time. Visiting family and friends, open houses, gambling, children running around playing with firecrackers/works(though I'm not too sure on that happening these days). My childhood memories of Chinese New Year always had firecrackers in them-Running around with sparklers in hand, eating traditional foods, watching cheesy programs on national tv that they always rerun every Chinese New Year. I don't exactly know what to anticipate for the coming Chinese New Year. It wouldn't really be the same now that less family is around, and no one would have too much an initiative to organise anything.


Saturday, January 08, 2005

 

Start

I thought that maybe I should start one of these web logs. It would appear that almost everyone has one and most of theirs have something meaningful in its creation. What exactly do I orient the flow of this web log to?

I guess it has much more room to grow in the span of a few weeks/months. Perhaps add some personality into the whole structure.