And back to our regular programming

I'm here at the coffee shop after a client meeting and I decided that I just needed a cuppa joe to warm my balls because its just damn cold here right now. So here I am drinking my cuppa in my favorite coffee shop in the downtown area of my city and I'm just loving it. The coffee's not that expensive, the place is real homey and bohemian chic with nice sofas and cushions and all and I get free and unlimited wireless connection. I just realized that I really have a crappy ass slow Internet connection at my place. It's just ass crappy slow. An 80 year old having an erection is faster than the Internet connection at my place.

On the brighter side of things. I already told my boss that I will be resigning by the end of January next year. I'm through working for the system and shite {yeah right}. I guess I need some change. I need something new, or something sorta new or something whatever. So that means that I will be moving out of my flat coming January 2008. I'm kinda excited {OK I'M REALLY EXCITED}. I'll be moving in with a friend of mine in the downtown area. She lives in a big flat with two bedrooms, nice kitchen and a spacious living room where you can actually do cartwheels. Didn't I say she has Internet connection? {a fast one}. The only downside is that she doesn't have a bathtub. I am soooo gonna miss my bathtub. I think I'll be using my bath tub on a daily basis from tonight until late January.

I'm starting to miss my flat already.

more to come folks.

Brando's here

I'm sorta giddy.

FIRST SNOW IN FREEZEVILLE, ON BRANDO, KARAOKE, 2 GIRLS 1 CUP

It's official. Winter has come to my part of the Noodle Kingdom. We had our first snow today. It happened on my way to work and I could just feel that it was gonna snow {Well, I also happen to see the weather forecast this morning}, and it did. It's been snowing for almost ten hours now and lemme tell you, it seems that it doesn't want to stop. I'm not complaining though and apparently so does my guest for this week, Brando. He loves my city to bits. He raves about the noodles and even the snow because it doesn't melt that fast, unlike in London. He couldn't believe how ridiculously cheap things are here. And then there is karaoke {KTV for the Chinese}. Him and some of my friends sang till their vocal chords and my ears bled of ABBA. What can I say, they like to sing and they're pretty good at it, especially Brando. I don't think I'm cut out for karaoke though. It's not that I don't like it, in fact I could stand it for an hour and prolly enjoy some songs {like if its from Nirvana or Meatloaf} but I don't think I could go on for hours. I'm just amazed at the fact that my friends could sing to almost non stop for over 3 hours, and I am not exaggerating.

Brando and I are in a coffee shop right now. We've been here for over three hours now. I'm stitting here, blogging and emailing while he plays with his SLR. The coffee shop is really nice, very homey and bohemian at the same time. I like this.

A friend of mine provided a link via yahoo messenger telling me that I should check it out because it was way too funny. Lemme tell you that it was just gross. No, it's not just gross, it wasn't even remotely funny to me. Some people might even think it's funny or mildly erotic but this is not definitely my cup of tea. Don't say I didn't warn you though.

GEEK FOREVER

It dawned on me just now. I am a geek, and I will always be one.
and...
I am cool with it.

overheard in new york... one of my new obsessions.

You have to admit, us human beings love to listen to other people's conversations. Deny it if you must {I'm surely gonna do if I am asked}, but you just can't help but listen when you "accidentally" hear other people talking. Other people's business are actually interesting, especially if we just happen to overhear it in a restaurant, on a bus or the tube, or in the streets...

This is what overheard in new york is all about - overheard conversations which are waaay too funny not to be shared.

Here are some samples

Older woman: Excuse me, miss?
Younger woman: Yeah?
Older woman: Your veil, your burqa is very beautiful. I didn't know your people were allowed to wear it in bright colors.
Younger woman: It's not a burqa, it's a poncho. I'm Jewish. It's for the rain. I got it at TJ Maxx.

--53rd & 7th

Overheard by: Pam

Girl #1: I noticed his abs. Girl #2: I noticed his ripped shirt. Girl #3: Wait, so neither of you noticed his huge erection? --F train Overheard by: Michelle

Guy: Hey, I'm lookin' for a book.
Lady behind the counter: Um, okay. Did you have any particular one in mind?
Guy, laughing: No. Hell no. I don't fuckin' read. I'm just lookin' for something I can take over to Central Park so I can get hit on by chicks who think I'm smart and shit.
Lady behind counter: Try Nietzsche.

--Barnes & Noble, Broadway between 82nd & 83rd

Cashier: What will it be?
Customer: Large bucket, large fries, four Diet Cokes.
Cashier: Is this for here or to go?
Customer: Does it look like I can eat all that here?
Cashier: Chill, bitch... I don't know your life!

--KFC, Brooklyn

Mother: Don't you ever do that again! [slaps child hard]
Child, calmly: Well, are you happy with yourself?

--Union Square

Overheard by: Miranda

chilling pilgrims

I'm chilling with my friend right now, Shaz. She's in London and I am in China. We're both listening to reggae songs that she's playing in her flat in East London. She's French and studying London. I could picture her dancing to the music with a cigarette in hand. Truth be told, I miss her dearly. The downside of being a pilgrim is that you are never in one place for a long time. You are always on the move. Shaz is a pilgrim and I am a pilgrim. But right now, we are just two pilgrims, chilling.

judi 16 going on 17...

You gotta love Dame Judi Dench. This is one of the reasons why.
Enjoy

oh boy oh boy it's the soy! {Who da thunk! Edition}

I am so multi tasking right now - I am doing the following things

1. blogging, while... 2. working on another website, while... 3. trying to write a quick email, while... 4. smoking my fourth {AND LAST} fag for the day, WHILE... 4. dancing to JUMP by the Pointer Sisters {I am eternally trapped in the 80's time warp}

EAT YOUR HEART OUT MOTHER OPRAH!

Anyways, I was googling and doing my usual site hopping a while ago when I chanced upon this article from some guy named Jim Rutz who claims that soy based products {specifically soy milk} make people gay. And I quote :

Soy is feminizing, and commonly leads to a decrease in the size of the penis, sexual confusion and homosexuality. That's why most of the medical (not socio-spiritual) blame for today's rise in homosexuality must fall upon the rise in soy formula and other soy products. (Most babies are bottle-fed during some part of their infancy, and one-fourth of them are getting soy milk!) Homosexuals often argue that their homosexuality is inborn because "I can't remember a time when I wasn't homosexual." No, homosexuality is always deviant. But now many of them can truthfully say that they can't remember a time when excess estrogen wasn't influencing them.

Who da thunk!!!!!! Really! Come to think of it, I always experience this funny feeling in my stomach whenver I'm wolfing down my lunch tofu or whenever I drink soy milk. OMG!!!!!! It's giving me goosebumps right now. Somebody buy me some hetero pills fast! Ok. Mr. Rutz {who hails from the Megashift World Wide Church} claims that his sources are in fact, scientific. How can I put it gently? Ok. Well, Mr. Wino can just kiss my partly soy fed f@gg*t ass. I don't give a flying soya fuck! Tell it to the 1.4 billion Chinese people who consume soy products on a daily basis. Clearly, his sources are far more veritable than the general opinion of the scientific community {which does not exclude the positive and negative benefits of adding soy to the daily diet}. I heart soya. I may not consume it on a daily basis but I love it. And besides, I trust my sources better!