Random Solitary Thoughts

Thursday, April 22, 2004

Capoiera Fever!

Rafael is coming to town! Woohooo! For those of you outside the capo community, Rafael is a professor (a professor is two levels below mestre) from Brasil who's coming here to teach us! Yesh!!!

Besides that, we've got a string of performances that promises lots of capo action and fun! Check it out if you guys are free and don't know what else to do!

1) 25th April at Bangsar Shopping Centre. 2.30pm. Citizens against rape thinghy.

2) 27th-28th April at Zouk KL. 10.30pm. Some hotlink event with lotsa cool shows.

3) 1st May Midnight at Blue Bar above Chakri White House opposite Beach Club in KL. Forgot what this was about but it'll be cool anyway and lotsa parteeeeeyyyyying coz it's a holiday the next day!!! Woohoooo!!!

People who want to know more bout capo, comment on the comments and details will flow! One word from the author, Capoiera rocks!!! Woohoooo!!! Sure beats sitting in a mundane office all day long!

Friday, April 16, 2004

Pro's of getting a car

Impresses 'some' girls.
Gets you from point A to point B.
Able to travel within most of the country.
Keeps you dry in the rain.

Con's of getting a car

Doesn't impress 'some' girls.
Rising cost of petrol.
Traffic jam.
Keeps your pockets dry.
Worry about theft.
Worry about people scratching it.
Petrol costs.
Er... federal highway?


I'm going to get me a bike...

Thursday, April 15, 2004

Silence of the Goats 2... (we don't have lambs here...yet...)

The sky was bright... the clouds were high... the field was empty. The grass was green... the sky was gray... the clouds unaccounted. A few hundred metres away, a herd of H.U.M.A.N.S. were gathering near ColourBend Corporation, an evil and tormentous company aimed at slaughtering H.U.M.A.N.S. for financial gain.

As the herd grazed lazily in the surroundings, breathing in the carbon monoxide infested air as they crowded around and blocked traffic. Two minutes before the slaughtering was to commence, the herd, as if mind controlled by some er.... didn't we do this yesterday? And the day before? And the day before that?

The simple monotony of working life... mundane...

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Silence of the Goats... (we don't have lambs here...)

The sky was bright... the clouds were high... the field was empty. The grass was green... the sky was gray... the clouds unaccounted. A few hundred metres away, a herd of H.U.M.A.N.S. (Hungry Unfocused Misunderstood Animals Manipulating Neural Synapses) were gathering near COlourBend Corporation, an evil and tormentous company aimed at slaughtering H.U.M.A.N.S. for financial gain.

As the herd grazed lazily in the surroundings, breathing in the carbon monoxide infested air as they crowded around and blocked traffic. Two minutes before the slaughtering was to commence,the herd, as if mind controlled by some higher entity, slowly edged towards the death-marker, (a machine which stamps a mark on the H.U.M.A.N.S. and labels them fit for the slaughter) all at once, again blocking traffic and causing even more congestion to the already congested slaughter house.

After the death-marker had done it's job, the H.U.M.A.N.S. moved to their respective holding pens and await the slaughtering. True to the second, the bell rang and the machines came to life. Forklifts, trucks, and many other contraptions for which their purposes are better left to the imagination.

Away in a small office in a small schecluded corner of the slaughterhouse, a group of H.U.M.A.N.S. in office-wear lingered aimlessly. With almost zombie-like grace, they switched on their zombie-chargers, machines made to increase zombieism and to transform potentially healthy (although there aren't any found to date) H.U.M.A.N.S. into lifeless Z.O.M.B.I.E.S. (Zoned Out Mammals Becoming Intellectually-devoid of Emotions and Senses)

The time is now 8.35 a.m... Let the Slaughter begin!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!!!!!

Monday, April 12, 2004

Colleague #6: The Robot

Punch in. Wait for boss to open office. Go into office. Unpack stuff. Sit down. Switch on PC. Wait till PC boots up. Work. Tea break. Tea break ignored. Work. Work somemore. Lunch. Work a bit before lunch. Punch out. Go for lunch. Finish lunch. Punch in. Read paper for a while. Work. Work. Work some more. Toilet break. Flinch a bit while everyone else has break. Work. Work. Work. Final bell. Work some more. Do OT. Work. Bell. Punch out. Break for dinner. Have dinner. Finish dinner. Punch in. Read paper. Work. Work. Work. Work some more. Final bell. Shut down PC. Punch out. Go home. Double click on 'dream' application. Go to 'start'button. Select 'hibernate'.

Colleague #7: Robot II

(Refer to 'Colleague #6: The Robot'! Incidently, they're both housemates...)

Colleague #8: The Boss

Due to the nature of the situation, nothing will be written here... ever...

Kalamari Squidocious: Senior Multimedia Designer and all-time stress-inflictee...

Stress stress stress!!! Have to rush to work again thanks to distance + jam + baka-drivers-who-have-to-start-digging-in-their-pockets-once-they-stop-in-front-of-the-toll-booth-to-dig-out-a-RM50 note-and-wait-for-the-toll-assistant-to-give-them-their-change-and-then-wait-somemore-to-get-the-receipt-and-keeping-everyone-waiting-in-line-for-five-whole-minutes... BAKAAAA!!! + silly punch card contraption that destroys any chance of a bonus if you're late! Sleepy... boring... ribosomes ribosomes... more ribosomes... boring.. sleepy... ribosomes.. oh, done that already... right, colon.. colon.. more colon... boring.. sleepy... when's lunch break? Crap, colleague #1 is idling away again! Crap, now she's chatting with colleague #2! Wait, what's this? She's doing another shoddy job again! Crap! Look at the number of corrections this thing needs! Why can't she be freaking professional and do something right for once?!?!?! BAKAAAAAAAAaaaaa!!! What have I done to deserve this?!!?!? Now colleague #2 is surfing the net again... shucks... somebody please change my place so I don't have to see
them work!!! Aaaarggghhh!!! ... ... ... sigh... .... ribosomes ribosomes...

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Colleague #5: Never sleepy

sexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsex!... More sex! More sex! More sex! More sex! More sex! More sex! Hold on... there's a passing thought... ... ... Sexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsex.......


COlleague #4: Comfortably Numb

... ... ... comfortably numb... ... ... hello hello... ... ... another brick ... ... in the wall ... ... yeaaaah... ... comfortably numb... ... (some inaudible chinese mumbling)... ... ...


Sunday, April 04, 2004

Colleague #1: Rantings of an Errant Colleague

I am chatting. I am chatting... I am still chatting. Will I never stop chatting? Will I die if I ever stop chatting? No... yes... I just might. The boredom. The monotony of working here. The doomlike feeling of being watched by my immediate supervisor!

But I don't care! I don't care what he sees or what he does or says. I'm gonna chat all day. And when I get back, I'm going to chat somemore. And then tomorrow, I shall chat and gossip again.

I am so sick of my immediate supervisor. He is so anal-retentive, I tell you, he is so anal. He keeps on looking past my shoulder to see if I am working or not, but I don't care. I don't want to work. I don't like to work. I'm just gonna sit there and chat with colleague #2 for as much as I want, and I don't care what he says or does or sees because all I wanna do is chat!

The system is so screwed. Why is he so uptight about people working all the time? Doesn't the term 'break' makes any sense to him? Why can't he see that I'm only human? Why doesn't he realise that the average human attention span is only five minutes? How can he expect me to sit there for ten minutes actually doing work? It's preposterous!

What more can he expect of me when he comes in late everyday? Not only that, he takes the occasional nap and actually expects me to work? What is this? And if that's not bad enough, he expects us to stay back when he himself doesn't!

And he's always complaining about my work! Redo redo redo! Always asking me to redo my work! What's wrong with my work? I'm a graduate for crying out loud! He is always demanding that I show him my work in progress! Then he will ask me to change this and that! Doesn't he know how hard it is to do it in the first place? Doesn't he know it took me a whole day of chatting to finish just two minutes of cheap flash animation? Well, I'm not going to spend another day chatting about the smae thing just to do 'his' corrections! I'm gonna do something else and chat about something else with colleague #2!!! So there!

And what's this about my work being of low quality? I'm graduate remember??? How else will I graduate if my work is not industrial quality? Answer that, you spineless, evil, nose-picking immediate supervisor! You can rot in heck for all I care! I am never gonna listen to you! Never! I will never be nic to you, never! I will never do any work, never! And I will never stop chatting. Yeah, you guessed it, NEVER!!!

Now what was it I was saying to colleague #2? Oh, right... cantonese idols... oooh....


Colleague #3: The one formerly known as Papa-hen

Work! Work! Work! Aiyah... why this script ar... haiyoh! The number is relative to... *mumble* *mumble* Eh..? Why like that one? I see... can lar... Eh, forgot to drink my teh ais.

Wah! Every time drink teh ais, sure accident one. Eh, today got paper or not? Why? I want to go 'pang sai' liao. Always wan. Drink teh ais sure accident. Dunno why. Eh? Got people inside? Colleague #4? Haiyoh... everytime like that one. Aiyah.. cannot tahan liao... go opposite.. heheh!

Wah... relieve! Okay, work work work! Eh, check stock market for a while. Wah! Today got show to see liao. Market go down teruk! But this one go up! Then the tip also so funny one. Wah, sure got show to see later! Eh, colleague #1 chatting again? Aiyah, not my problem, that one senior designer punya pasal. Do work do work! Eh, colleague #2 surfing internet!

Aiyah, that one senior designer punya pasal. Work work! Eh, senior designer sleeping again? Must be last night, sleep late again. Wah, his ribosome so 'keng'. Not bad, I like! Eh, work work... later must sell share before price drop... wah! Drop liao! 'Gai!!!' (<---Teruk in hokkien)