Saturday, August 24, 2002

You are 46% geek
You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.

Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.

You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You'll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!

Geek [to You]: I'm givin' her all she's got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!

You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.

Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com

Which Star-Crossed Marvel Lover Are You?

Thursday, August 22, 2002

What is my spectrum?

I am blue: My main color is blue. I am a little bitter when people choose a blissfully ignorant aproach to life. I try to see things for the way they really are.

What is my spectrum?


The B-Movie That Suits Me Is:

Flesh Gordon: In the 70's 'big budget' porns were all the rage. These hybrids combined b-movie sets and scripts with humpalicious action, while not hardcore like modern stuff. The ultimate was Flesh Gordon, now regarded as a comedy.

Find out which b-movie suits you.

I Am The Sex Toy:

Hi-Tech Masterpiece: Some say that I was developed in a top secret lab while others say I was developed by aliens for my probing capabilities, but only I know the truth! My mission here on earth is to launch a full out assault on your genitals with my spinning beads, vibrations, and clitoris teaser. My LCD screen keeps you informed, but only with information I want you to have! Mwua-ha-ha!

Find out what sex toy you are.

My Romance Meter

Optimist 80%
20% Cynic
Close 68%
32% Distant
Long Term 56%
44% Brief
What does my romance meter read?

Past. Present. Future.

It's come and it's gone, and I do feel older this time. I'm 27 and I've already started getting some wheels moving. Now or never as they say. The major celebration is tomorrow though. Leisure Cove. 30 people. God alone knows how many of the dead would be visiting this time. It would be the 15th day tomorrow. That's when they are the most powerful. I'm sure Jobe will still make them shotgun regardless.

Speaking of shotguns, I'm waiting for Beow to pick me up so we can go get the 5 crates of beer needed. Jobe plans to do cover charge, where to gain entry you either have to Shotgun a can of beer, or, if you're a woman, flash your titties. What a plan. Don't think it's gonna work, but still, what a plan.

And speaking of plans, I've got mine started already. Quaker oats as a solid meal to cut down my mass is one. Now all I need to do is get a bloody weight machine. Eric and the gym is also part of the plan, while Adren's abshock exercises might be considered later on. Some people ask me why I'm doing this. It's because I've always wanted to do lose weight. I'm not getting any younger, and if I don't start now, I'll never get it started.

The main plan that's been put in motion is Project:Home. A business project mind you. A place just like home. I guess I'll start putting in more details about this when the time comes. It's a dream that never died to me I guess. But then, alot of things never die to me. And that can be really bad.

This is the first year that 'she' didn't call to wish me. And I must say, I was having my hopes up there. Yes I know I've said that I've left it behind, but somehow, that little bit will always be there. It's time to move on. I know she has, getting engaged and all. Still, it lingers. And I wish it didn't. Dammit.

Now, does anyone know where I can get a stripper from in Penang?

Monday, August 19, 2002

The Bad Touch.

Somehow I seem to feel older already. Yup, today I officially turn 27. Time seems to pass so fast. People still ask me why I do what I do. I guess it's the concept of job satisfaction over money. Oh. And also the fact that my principles won't let me sell out to yuppiehood. Amazingly yesterday, I got a call from a friend with a job offer. Same line, bigger deal. I guess I'm still in demand after all. But then, there's already plans for next year. A business venture that would be "Home". Yup. Time to turn dreams into reality. Even though it's not our dream anymore. Whee. Happy birthday to me.

I was rather happy last night though. I realised how much a call or sms can mean to you. First call I got was from teddybwear wishing me. This was followed by Boon, smses from Adren, my cousin, Ya Ching and Cindy, as well as a late call from my favourite kitten. I had a smile pasted on me for the rest of the night. Thanks everyone. Surprisingly my dad smsed me this morning to wish me. That's the first sms ever from him. And the latest call in was from Eric. I'll be seeing most of them tonight when I open table at Restaurant 77 as usual. And no I don't do this all the time.

Adren dragged me out of bed rather early yesterday, and we ended up in Gurney around 2 something. We scoured Toys R Us and I got myself the LoTR Boromir vs Big UrukHai Boss box set. Heck it was either that or Gimli beating the shit out of UrukHai or the Endless Waltz Gundams. Since Deathscythe wasn't in black, I went with the former. Adren wanted to get the Nokia 3610, but our efforts were hampered by the fact that the saleperson was a midget. Seriously. Gurney Plaza seemed to be filled with a lot of strange people yesterday. Kinda like an episode of Twin Peaks if you think about it.

If you'd notice, I've had 2 fellow bloggers calling it quits. Or at least, going into retirement for the moment. Cindy needs to sort things out, and Justine, whom I wanted to get to know better, apparently had a breakdown. Hang in there people. The greatest fear of blogging is having the wrong people read it. And with the world getting smaller by the day, that WILL happen eventually. I guess it's how you blog in the first place. One thing's for sure, never censor yourself. If you're gonna lie about yourself in blogs, you might as well be writing fiction. I know that Padios reads this blog now, and considering that he's HER brother, I may be kinda screwed. But if she does pop up as a topic in this blog then it would still be publish. Regardless. Let's hope he's too lazy to read ALL of the archives.

Or maybe it's just me. With the bad touch. I do have entropic energies in my after all. Not as bad as Soon Hoe but still. Ah well. To everyone who has wished me, thanks. And no more Gay Lesbian ICQ cards please.

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