Episode 735: Dumping Rain.

Le tweet timeline.



And then.

At this point, Ba was already crooning Rihanna's Umbrella. Lets just say he was never known for his ability to hold a tune.

Rain entails seeking shelter, yes? Precisely what the pact of feline I have did. Chaos in the kitchen.

Buns & Pins.

#1
I've been having this nagging urge to write something, anything, for a couple of days now but it's always the same case, no filling in the puff, yet the desire to blab.


#2
It's half past shameful to say that the most interesting thing I've done since RUMI 2009 is watch 17 Again where the lead actor is prettier than me. And discovering that kuaci and blueberry isn't such a bad combination after all.


#3
Oh, and I've FINALLY received my pay. Hugs money. Finally because it's February and March's wage. April and May's coming soooon I foresee. I can detect some good in this whole holding-back-cheques-scheme USM has been playing on me. Despite how stingy I can get with spending my own dough, god knows where/what that could have been spent on during the holidays had I gotten it on time.


#4
Somehow got my phone charger wire stuck in my mini stand fan last last night. Snapped a blade, which positively woke me up from my zombie stupor.




#5
Semester is scheduled to begin in the next two weeks or so. For some unknown reason, I am as nervous as a year one kid on the first day of school but not to the dragging-mom-to-classroom-door extent. I'll just have her on speed dial.


#6
Can't bring myself to unwrap my new, rightfully earned moleskine notebook. Maybe I'm afraid the thrill of acquiring one might trump the electric of actually owning one. Is this normal.


#7
This is just here because I like odd numbers.

Rumi 2009.

It was a week of many firsts. And despite all the grouses von laments, it could have been worst. I harbour an amalgamation of love and hate towards this workshop. But that's the usual recipe for anything in life, no?

I've been too fortunate for the opportunity to be part of it, really - for more reasons than one. A sudden tweak in events, it was. I'm not going to narrate the experience at length. The excitement and tire has worn out anyways, I couldn't sound half as enthusiastic as I was in actual fact even if I tried. But it's safe to say that I'm glad I went.

Rumour has it that, UTM Skudai's hosting the next MAB. Never been to Johor so it shall be fun should I participate next year.

Pictures might take some time to appear itself here, I was busy hiking up the hills of FSPU if not trying my hardest to down the godawful thing they confused for food.

G'morning.

Some days you wake up and immediately start to worry. Nothing in particular is wrong, it's just the suspicion that forces are aligning quietly and there will be trouble.

In All Likelihood.

Fuckton of Irish soft butter and strawberry St Dalfour jam on Jacob biscuits is possibly my elixir of life.

Took The Words Right Outta My Mouth.

You know how sometimes you've got a back ache and then you go to the chiropractor and they crunch your back and all of a sudden everything's golden? That's how I felt when I saw this and realized someone with the power of big fonts backing them shares my abhorrence for misused homonyms. Bravo, wordboner. YOU’RE pretty great.

What If I.

I'm alive. Don't panic. Do that only at the disco. If you know what I mean. (Panic! At the Disco, geddit?) Okay. Stab my wit. This is unplanned, and rare. I usually take a day or so to come up with a scantily reasonable post, by my standards. But I can't be arsed to do anything of that measure at the present time. Why. Because I'm tired. And it's past my pet walrus' bedtime. And there's a mellow song playing in the background. And the possibility of me dozing on the keyboard is considerably high. Plus, I'm tired of looking at my description of a rainy day.

(looks around for ideas...)

(sees shoutbox)

Hello Eeleeeeen. How can I not remember you, darling. Anyone associated with food is always worth remembering, in my book. Why didn't you leave a link or a mailing address maybe. It has been too long, I say. And hey, I still keep that cartoon drawing of me you did and a note you passed along the table together with Honey Stars, if my memory serves me correctly.


See what you made me do. And useless Judy had to destroy the note. Hantu it seems. Haih. Why did you make me miss you, Eeleen?

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And Shafiq, it's reasonably faster to load your page now so it's all good in the neighborhood. : )

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And aloha cloudz. You may chill here, please. And bring your other cloud friends too if you have any cause frankly, it has been too sunny on my side I could do with occasional drizzles.

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And thank you kind Visitor 1. Where's Visitor 2?

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And I declare the word of the day is and.

Theee and. I mean. End.