The Hongkie Hearts The Hongkie

I just have to plug Leng Mou. I gather it's a pretty popular site, but I only found out about it tonight. Great stuff. I started writing this post at three in the morn'. It's now already eight - spent the last five reading their old posts. Man I love the holidays.

Hola.

There's a stone in my shoe (if you know which movie that reference is from, I heart you, friend).

The page looks fine in Internet Explorer, but appears sans background in Firefox. Which puzzles me. Isn't IE supposed to be the one with the weird problems? I can't seem to fix it! Ding ding ding.

Maybe it's my extremely limited knowledge of HTML. I don't know. I'm gonna try my darndest to not be the anal-OCD pisshead that I am and just.. leave it. At least you can read the words and see the colourful pictures. And those are the only things that matter in the end. Yes they are.

Screw beautiful baby blue blog backgrouds (whoa, 5Bs). Who needs 'em, yeah? Yeah.

Today was a pretty senti day. Woke up at an odd hour, with no one to layan food with me. I needed to return something important to a friend, so I uh.. went lah. I got hungry a little while after that, so I stopped in Jalan Terengganu for the world's best wantan mee. Alone. Do you know how stupid it is to layan wantan mee, taukua chien, teh peng & Marlboro alone? I don't think you do. Let me tell you. It's very very stupid.

It's not as nice as I remember it, the wantan mee - I think the one outside GH is better now. It's not as nice as when I'm back from Dublin for summer. Maybe it's the whole take-for-granted, absence-fonder psychobabble bullshit your girlfriends always try to force on you.

Anyway. My point, and I do have one, is this.



Genius, ya? Makeshift cot-thing for the little boy (I'm guessing he's the hawker's kid, as there were no adults even near him). Note the two extra chairs on either side, in case he falls off while thrusting against Jessica Alba in lala-land.

Okay la, in all fairness, he looks prepubescent, so it's in case he falls off while playing with Barney in his head..

Right.

The holidays are speeding by, even though I'm not up to much. Actually, I'm up to nothing at all.

The one I want to layan - and the one whom I want to layan me back, is not here. So there's not much to do.

On a brighter note, Larry a.k.a. Lalilu (I just thought of that, am I not brilliant?) is home. He's in KL though, as he has forsaken Penang for uh.. Midvalley. We shall get drunk and walk half-naked along the streets of Kuah come monday.

Yay.

This entry was posted by tsh, on Friday, July 21, 2006. You can bitch back.