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Dinner

I came back from work. Considered quite early to reach home at 8pm.

carrying the dabao-ed food. yes. again, it was from MacDee. I am just plain lazy, i dun want to spent soo much money to eat rubbish if I have the choice (if I have the mood).

I step into the house and i smell the rice.

and the "well cook" dishes. (i am not sure if it is well because never taste it, but I think it may be tasty)

I put down my stuff in the room, went to bathroom to washed my foot and walked pass the kitchen.

I look at the "complete dinner set" - rice, vegetables, a fish, meats, prawns and a soup.

I went back into my room.

I look at my MacDee dinner - a bread (pair of two), the meat in between (one), the vegetables in between (3 leaves), the fries (from one slightly more than fist size potato), and a drink.

Literally it was - 2 slices of bread, a piece of meat, 3 vegetables leaves, a potato and a 500ml soft drink.

sigh.

Ultimate Spam Revenge

Got this mail today. I couldn't resist but to laugh at myself....this is soooo funny.





Hi folks,

I want to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your damn chain letters over the past few years.

Yes, thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of what's left of my heart for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. Because of your concern...

I no longer can drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat faeces and urine.

I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

I no longer use margarine because it's one molecule away from being plastic.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a stupid number for which I will get the phone bill from hell with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish. Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. (Geez, the BIBLE did not mention it works that way!)

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.

Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me! I will now return the favor.

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 1200 people in the next 60 seconds, a large bird with diarrhoea will crap on your head at 5:00pm this afternoon and the fleas of a thousand camels will infest your
armpits. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of my next door neighbour's ex-mother-in-law's 8th husband's 2nd cousin's 3rd husband's ex-wife's mother's beautician!

爱情

Read it in someone's blog, real great entry. sharp and precise. have fun.

谁不需要爱情？
不要唱高调。

疯子没说爱情是氧气。
爱情是人生的调剂品。
调剂你的生命，让你的生命有点色彩。

当然有人说男人应该以事业为重。
但是不是也说，成功的男人背后都有一个女人。
大前提，你要成为成功的男人之前，一定要有一个女人在背后。
当然在今天的性向错乱，成功的男人背后还可能是另一个男人。

什么？
事业成功，还怕没有女人？
对不起，不要贬低爱情，有女人并不代表爱情。
女人可以买，当然男人也可以买，但是并不代表你买得到爱情。
你没看到有爱情的时候，贫贱小情人还是可以活得很开心，就算喝白开水。
爱情让人盲，盲得不可思议。
忘了贫困，虽然是暂时的，
那就是爱情的力量。

当然，贫贱夫妻百事哀。
重点：那是夫妻，所以才会哀。
来了来了，我听到很多夫妻在抱怨了。
夫妻之间不能有爱情吗？
不是没有，是升华，爱情升华成为亲情，不一样的。
你会跟你的爸爸妈妈说肉麻话吗？
有吧？病榻床前，弥留之际。
亲人之间，有些事是我们不说的。

爱情是很玄的东西。
那天，在开会的时候，疯子就莫名其妙蹦出了几句话。
在这里跟大家分享一下。
人人都需要爱情，
爱情故事千百年来，总让人目眩神迷。
不无缘因。

没有爱情的人想追求爱情，
拥有爱情的人想占有爱情，
失去爱情的人想寻回爱情，
不管爱过，没爱过，都需要爱情。

可悲的是，爱情在得到的那一刻，已经慢慢失去、冷却。
所以我们都会不断继续重复，
在爱情这一业障，贪爱，嗔爱，痴爱中轮回。
追求、占有、寻回、追求、占有、寻回……

有人伤一次，痛不欲生，千年怕绳草。
有人自虐，一再投入，一痛再痛，乐此不疲。
有人犯贱，明知不可为，为之，得到、失去都是堕落。

爱情是鸦片，花蕾美得让人心碎，
让人上瘾，让人犯禁，
瘾脱不掉，向下沉沦，
失去自己，失去尊严。

爱情不就是这么一回事吗？
什么道德？什么矜持？
呸！
去日苦多，爱一回吧！

紫包鸡日记 6

寻人启事。

以前有看过诸如此类的东西，找人的。象这种。

xxxxx
年约三十，身材中等，稍胖，有肚腩，很黑，印度人, 胡子大把，通常穿上破烂背心和短裤。
xxxxx

那个分明是什么奇遇故事里的关键人物，卫斯理最爱的。要么就是拿着一块宇宙来的神秘石头而不知，要么就是有另一个真正身份，通常是超大的，讲出来无人不知，无人不晓那种。。。

然后有找家人的。

xxxxx
年龄八十，身材矮小，披头散发，患老人痴呆症，自言自语，若遇见此人请速通知阿鸟，手机号码 173 173 174，酬劳优厚。
xxxxx

接着是时下最流行的越南新娘。

我没关心那种，看过也不记得，不知道怎样写那种启事通告。

不过倒是张曼娟的一篇寻人启事让我一直记到现在。

xxxxx
尋找一個人，可以共渡飄雪的聖誕夜，坐在火爐旁吃著剛烘焙好的巧克力餅乾，在馬友友無伴奏大提琴樂聲中，交換夏日裡的心情和故事
xxxxx

用心去看，是挺浪漫的。不过看来太。。。浪漫了。我没见过白色圣诞。可是我有自己的寻人启事。。。

xxxxx
寻找一个人，女的，可以一起牵手在拥挤的地铁站，穿越来往的人群，可以站在路边摊一块吃着热腾腾的碌碌鱼丸。周末一早到市集去买菜，傍晚一起动手做晚餐。饭后坐在沙发上，开着张学友的"有个人"，轻声细语说着各种事情，共同认识的朋友，说起分别小时候的经历和冒，快乐的幼稚园。依偎在彼此的肩膀，一觉睡天亮。
xxxxx

你们都是生活在都市繁忙里的。啊，是我们。生活一層不變，愛情的感覺也不那么容易鮮明脆亮的。

你有你的寻人启事吗?

紫包鸡日记 5

我在巴士站。

等很久，巴士没来。本来刚才跑快一步就可以追上的，偏偏顾什么仪态，又不是淑女。还装着若无其事慢慢走，其实心里猛捶暗跺。

有点后悔坚持要上23号巴士，刚才来了几辆，别的号的，不过嫌它们停较远，或绕道，或经过一些我很讨厌的街，会有很讨厌的人上来。所以继续等。

结果现在在这里浪费时间。

接着又来了巴士，不是23号小巴，我想既然等了那么久，坚持就等到底吧。23号万岁。

巴士一辆又一辆过去，23号就是不来。想想不对劲，人群开始少了，街道也渐渐寂静下来。妈的，回头看巴士路线和时间表去。天，刚才那是尾班车！！

好了，现在停较远的，或绕道的，或经过一些我很讨厌的街的，都是要上了。

又等了很久，现在什么巴士都没有。看看表，他娘的。看看巴士行程时间表，他娘和他爹和他干妈的。真的什么都没有了。

眼看一辆又一辆的德士飞驰而过。

冷气，直通，不挤，安静。

外型帅，性能佳，有音乐。有些还香香的。

......高消费。可能骗我不熟路绕大道。

想什么，没的回家了，伸手招吧......呃，拒载怎么办。

叫?不叫?

Went for a trip to Penang, Ipoh and Melacca. plain makan trip.

trying very hard to relax but heavy travelling make me even harder to get rested. I am someone couldnt get rest in a long journey. but my tummy got the best treatment for the past 3 years.

Went to Gurney Drive, they call this place 湾仔角 in chinese, and I just knew this place called "Gurney Drive" one week ago. thank God fs knew this even later than I do. haha. thought I am damn outdated or like living in the cave. so eat like no body business there until I can't even walk properly. suddenly understand the feeling of a woman in pregnancy.

wasn't realise kayu can be so garang in shopping one. I thought she was not like normal singaporean girl, ahem, sorry this is so stereotype, and...err, nationalist?:P anyway, she is quite garang shopping together with hy la, whom the person "reduce her risk of going to Malaysia toilet" significantly....what kind of nonsense, ahha.

anyway suddenly realise I am nearly lost my touch in Ipoh already. I missed that place so much. but guess I will die for boredom in Ipoh with that kind of living pace, like real old folks peeing kind, which totally different from singapore kind bomba save fire.

Met with sl again in Lau Pasat. I am glad she seems good. things has passed and belongs to memories of ourselves, that is going to be remembered for the rest of life.

We are not going to live that kind of life ever again.

all the best, sl.