Servers Down... Again...

Which explains why you may notice a new post here. A post since a long while. A long while since I posted. A lot of things have been happening for me. Unfortunately I cannot say that most of them were good. I am still holding on to my belief that the storm will calm... eventually. I guess this is the makings of a person who has a life.

Yesterday I went for lunch with Rayn at Centerpoint. We were queuing up to validate our ticket at a machine. There was this group of 3 people in front of us consisting of two girls and one guy. One of the girls loudly exclaimed that there was something wrong with the machine due to it not accepting her parking ticket. The very obvious problem was her. that she did not insert the card in the right position. Now I would normally just mock her under my breath and go about my own way when so happens they were heading the same direction. I guess we parked in the same area. I could not help notice that both the girls had awful sense of style in dressing. The one who was dumb enough to wrongfully accuse the ticket machine, was wearing some ugly green dress, with those short sleeved puffy shoulders as well as a puffy skirt hem that was elastic and would 'fit' at the bottom; in this case mid thigh. In addition to this sight, she wore a leotard type pants which should have been left behind in the 60s and stayed there where it belonged. Hehe... leotard rhymes with retard...

We got to the car and proceed to the exit when this SUV made a dash and a sudden halt at the exit bar where you were supposed to insert your ticket for exiting. It looked as though the driver did not notice there was a bar blocking the exit and that people actually needed to do something to have it allow passage. The driver overshot the ticket reader and was almost 2 feet away from it. I could see the driver frantically searching for the ticket now knowing where it was placed. An annoying wait afters, the back passenger tries to reach out to slot the ticket into the reader and failed miserably. The passenger then opens the door and stretches over to slot the ticket in. The reader now does not accept the card. The back passenger still tries and tries not knowing why the ticket will not be read. From Rayn and my distance, we could see that they were trying to fit the wrong card into the machine. If you are guessing that perhaps these were the same bunch of retards we saw earlier, you are right. They were the same idiots. The number plate on the vehicle reveals that they are not from around here too.

How do these people get by with their lives!?

Vroom Vroom Vroom

So I drove tonight. Yeah you heard me! And I still am quite smooth with it. Nyahahaha...

April Screws!

This is a tribute to RzeznikJ.

You know, it is rather annoying when the person in front of you using the ATM machine is just checking their balance to see how broke ass they are. Some of them actually have so much dignity that they leave their receipts on the ATM showing off their balance. It is usually enough to have roti canai.

Just My F...luck...

So... Today I had dinner with my mom at 1 Utama. Ironically it was originally meant to be a dinner and movie with my Rayn but her mom conveniently fell ill, again. I decided that I should make a little investment in helping myself with designs by acquiring materials for reference. I picked two books which were pretty good. One being business type layouts and another on website templates. They had rather good simple and interesting ideas I could have used for work. The stupid thing was that they were the only copies left and they were badly damaged. According to the noob stuff there anyway. He had to ask his colleague on how to work the computer.

I am going through a crappy phase in life right now which includes my direction in life, my work, my relationship and even the game I play. Imagine that. It is like some sick joke where I was given those and it was intentionally taken away from me as some sort of taunt and insult. Well this is really a simple and mild form of wrapping up my absence from posting.

An interesting thing I saw in MPH though, there was this magazine which was called Prestige Malaysian Lifestyle or something like that; the words were not laid out straight so I may have gotten the sequence of those three words wrong. It had a pretty vacant and too spaced out lay out on the cover with poor choice of font combination and arrangement. The content itself was not any better. The models were double yoo tee eff too but that is something else altogether. This got me thinking, how can the person who designed it actually get away with his/her work being published. After a mind screwing I got last week from my boss, I sure as hell do not even think mine is good, but this one was beneath me. Perhaps the publisher of that magazine was too cheap so they got what they paid for. I would not know.