FML

The lady that sits opposite me is now singing in a terribly off key voice. My music from my ear phones is unable to drown out that terrible canaphony. FML.

Absentmindedness part quatre

This is getting ridiculous.

She's now lost her notebook and is looking for it.

Absentmindedness part trios

And today she has managed to lose her ring.

Just wow.

Absentmindedness part deux

Update: The lady has just claimed to have lost her phone again and is now searching for it all over the office.

However I hear it ringing in her bag.

Oh my.

Absentmindedness

This lady in my office managed to lose her handbag and handphone (twice!) in one week.

And all those times she left it in the toilet.

Makes me wonder what the female toilet smells like.

Weird sleep habits.

I got back from Gold Coast at about 12 last night. The flight was approximately 2 hours, of which I spent the majority of it sleeping.

I think sleeping while sitting up for that period of time really messed with me cause I was having this really weird sleeping pattern that nigh.

I would sleep peacefully, wake up all of a sudden, sit up and try to fall asleep doing that. Some part of me, that wasn't sleeping would shout at me "What are you doing?!"

I would realize how stupid it was to try to fall asleep sitting up on a bed and promptly lie down and fall properly asleep again.

ONLY TO REPEAT IT AGAIN.

Flying is really messing with me.

Overheard today

"THE TRAM CAN TALK!"

Small boy

After the tram driver used the intercom.

Socks

I need a new pair, the current one I'm wearing is so small it keeps slipping off such that I'm left with half a foot covered.

Irritating.

Awesome

2 guys stuck in a browser

So cool

Velociraptor Trophy

Superpowers

Darkness.

Icy coldness.

No! I don't want to get out of bed!

Can't I sleep another 5 more minutes?

Stupid clock is not working again. Why's it showing 8.45 when I set my alarm at 7.45 and it hasn't made those god awful noises that literally wake the dead?

8.45

OH FUCK! I need to be at work at 9!

I sit down at my desk.

It's 9.10

I've got superpowers.

RIP the 96. YNWA.

Learn more at Hillsborough Disaster

Oh what fools we mortals be

I've been recently hooked on my DS playing this new game called Suikoden Tierkreis.

It's a pretty fun game, with simple gameplay to bring in the younger crowd. I kind of like Suikoden games cause they tend to have pretty good storylines + the OCD in my can't help but want to collect all 108 heros every time.

So there I was playing. As you can see from the box art, it's for ages 12+, meaning it isn't particularly difficult most of the time. Also, the experience system means you can level your characters pretty fast if they're underleveled. I wasn't having any problems with the game till then, happily progressing the story and gathering charaters. Saving was an unwelcome disruption and a severe jerk from the gaming experience.

Which meant all in all, I hadn't saved in  over 3 hours of game play.

And then I met it.

It, in this case was some gloriously overpowered monster. It knocked out half my party with one blow. I tried to run.

FAIL.

The next blow came and I was dead.

The dreaded words floated on my screen.

GAME OVER.

I wanted to just curl into a ball and cry right there and then.

How cruel the RPG gods can be.

Footballers can do magic

Know how they sometimes say that footballers can do magic with their feet?

This one can just do magic, plain and simple. One minute there, the next minute, disappearing into thin air!

I'm going to UniNats2009!

For those that still don't know, I'm currently in exile in Melbourne, Australia.

And since I'm here, why not take part in a unicycle convention (first ever for me).

I hereby present: UniNats2009.



Signed up for the event, and booked my accommodation. Baring any mishaps, I should be there come Easter weekend.

Woo hoo.

Brain explodes.

Bah humbug.

This will go down as a legendary day.

You know how Friday the 13th is supposed to be unlucky? Never really was for me. Till 13th February 2009. Black Friday for me.

Things didn't start out too well. I was supposed to shift apartments that day, which the operators of the apartments assured me would be relatively painless. All I needed to do was to pack my stuff and leave it in a corner. Well I had more then a few things so I emailed one of the employees telling her that I had left some food in the fridge that I need moving as well.

I waited for confirmation for the whole day but to no avail. About knocking off time, I was starting to get a wee bit worried as there was still no news on either the shifting being completed or what the new key code for the next apartment was. So I sent an email to their general email and almost immediately I got a response telling me that my luggage was too big for them to move. They then asked me to go to the apartment to move it myself.

Being the nice guy that I was, I decided to go over to shift it myself. This despite the new apartment being a 8 min walk away. I reached the apartment block and couldn't find anybody. I ended up calling the apartment people and they told me they would call over and ask what was happening. Just then, a guy how was standing there came up to me and asked if I was the one about to shift apartments. Giving him an affirmative, he told me that the lift had brokedown and the cleaners were actually stuck in the lift. Luckily they had left the luggage up on the second floor. So I had to drag my luggage down from the second floor.

To my chagrin, the actually threw away all the food in the fridge. Sigh.

So I went to meet a bunch of friends to drown my sorrows in alcohol. Idiots ordered way too much (which is kind of the point most of the time I guess) and I ended up drunk and trying to get home. I don't often get that drunk and have to travel back so it was pretty much an alien affair. Getting on the tram and being too drunk to stand, I stumbled onto a seat. Unfortunately it was facing backwards. Things didn't start to well when after a particular violent stop by the tram, I pretty much puked all over myself, much to the disgust of the person sitting next to me. Mumbling a simple sorry, I reached down to grab a Macdonalds paper bag that was lying there, in preparation for the next puke.

It didn't come.

Reaching my stop, I managed to get off and immediately started puking again. Into a paper bag. That is made of paper and gets really flimsy when soaked with water. Which promptly exploded in a shower of alcohol, meat patty, lettuce, tomatoes and god knows what else.

Somehow, in between all that, I managed to get back home, dump all my clothes the washing machine, puke some more, take a bath, brush my teeth and fall into a drunken sleep.

When I woke up, I realized I had managed to lose my denture somewhere along the way. I have no idea where. And thus I am severely unpresentable right now, a sullen husk unwilling to talk least my gap is exposed.

Black Friday indeed.

For those that are wondering

why I haven't been posting much;

Awesome celebration

IT WAS A HOAX!

In case you were living under a rock and had no idea about one of the viral videos of 2008, then I present "Where the Hell is Matt?"



But sadly, it was all a hoax as explained by Matt Harding himself.



Awww.....

Good to see him have a sense of humour.