Why should you read this on a daily basis? Well, I’d guess you’re like me someone with an unhealthy addiction to the laptop and Internet. Someone with an unnatural curiosity about other people’s lives. Someone who really has a lot of other things they should be doing but prefers to waste excessive amounts of time sitting on their butt writing about everything.So who am I really? Well, I’m someone with crazy thoughts about life. I’m a man, frustrated Account Manager, a Barisan supporter (although I didn’t vote please don’t tell the Government). I live in the 3rd rock from the sun; in the country called Malaysia, in the State of Selangor, the kind of place where people preferred the vehicle used Proton but now is the SUVs, small and big ones. Sometimes I have this wicked impulse to buy that Honda HRV just to be different. Although I really like my current car, Nissan Sentra 1.8 2002. Which I found out is the one vehicle that will drive me penniless. This bugs me I don’t know why?
I'm having Blogger's Block. I can't think of anything interesting or funny or particularly insightful to write now. So I won't fill this space up with musings about my morning drink or how much crap in the morning I did. A thought that would typically send me to moaning about how old I am now, and reflecting that when I was young and thin with a youthful body the fashions were so lame before, those cargo pants, checkered shirt, baggy jeans, Bermudas and not forgetting Dr. Martins shoes everyone has one but now that I'm older and not so thin and my body's a bit bulging in some places, sure, NOW they make Dockers pants that comes with stretches on the waist line.
I'm having Blogger's Block. I can't think of anything interesting or funny or particularly insightful to write now. So I won't fill this space up with musings about my morning drink or how much crap in the morning I did. A thought that would typically send me to moaning about how old I am now, and reflecting that when I was young and thin with a youthful body the fashions were so lame before, those cargo pants, checkered shirt, baggy jeans, Bermudas and not forgetting Dr. Martins shoes everyone has one but now that I'm older and not so thin and my body's a bit bulging in some places, sure, NOW they make Dockers pants that comes with stretches on the waist line.
OK, I have officially hit the wall now. My brain is fried, I'm emotionally and physically exhausted, and that is why, dear readers, I haven't posted in a day. I apologize. But in my current state I fear that all I could possibly write was gibberish. (Which I'm sure many people believe is the most accurate description of my work during the best of times. Stupid people.)After I realized that I had been sitting on my office desk, one shoe on, the other off, for close to two hours, I briefly roused myself and tried to figure out just why my brain seemed unable to communicate even the simplest of tasks. And I realized that in the last two weeks I have experienced the following:-
Smoking is bad for your health.
A very exciting, sort of stressful opportunity regarding one potential customer, resulting in several days of being chained to my laptop, my meals sauced and crumbs strewned all over it.
A dead Rat and the subsequent, very emotional funeral.
Four days of playing with my dog creates happiness
Pay day = Pay Debts
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