Thursday, 17th April '08

THAT Message Thread

That facebook message thread I started more than a month ago is spawning many jokes. Which is nice. Minus this thread and Tokyo trip plans (largely being driven along by Erin, because I'm so lost in work right now), I'd pretty much be living in a John Grisham novel.

Anyhoo, FYI, this is Lingyi's advice to Glen on how to delete an undeletable folder on the desktop caused by some virus or other:

"anyway, follow the steps:

1, restart ur com and press F8 to get to safe mode

2, click Start, click Run, type in msconfig, Return

3, go to Startup, u see the tick after "systrsy"? remove it, then click Apply, and choose "restart com later"

4, open My Computer and type "C:\Program Files\Internet Explorer" in the address bar. delete "systrsy.exe" directly.

5, Start- search- search "documents and folders"- then search "new folder.exe" in all ur disks- delete all of them

6, restart ur computer

7, remember to clean ur thumb drive or whatever stores the virus.

8, dont surf porn online."

Point 8 explains a lot. confused

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 12:48 am
[1 photograph developed.]

Sunday, 6th April '08


... is apparently the answer to everything, as will become clear soon enough.

But first, sincerity demands this goes up before anything else:

It's odd... Alex Merz sent me a message some days back, challenging me to find a birthday party to beat the Zwei Und Zwanzig one in Halifax. And while I maintain that one of the most special of this life, for its utter spontaneity, its coincidence with a the biggest musical awards show in Canada being held in our town, and the fact that I was celebrating with a smorgasboard of different types of people from different countries and some of whom I'd never even met before the day, THIS 24th pseudo-party has to take the cake for being one of the strangest.

Much in the vein of the "Terrible, Terrible" Oteam Chalet entry so many years ago, where Desmond spewed a fair number of ridiculous phrases playing taboo before Jem and him got drunk beyond salvation (and much to everyone's amusement), I once again attempt to record the best soundbites of the night. Hopefully Candy's videos will surface soon, haha!

I may take some artistic liberty with the exact phraseology, but hopefully the gist of the jokes are right:

Dewi: "... Yes!"
Taufik: "..."
Dewi: "... No!"
Taufik: "..."
Dewi: "... Another word!!!!!"
Taufik: "..."
Taufik [abused Taboo teammate]: "WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING AT ME????"

-- I don't even remember what Taboo word was being played, and it really didn't matter. This is how Dewi plays ALL games. With the sort of fervour, enthusiasm and energy that a nuclear power plant would be hard-pressed to match.

Unidentified Dude on a Dare: "Err... I'm from the next table... I need to ask for two girls' names..." [trails off pathetically]
Everyone: "Uh..."
Jess: "Oh ok fine. I'm Jessica."
Candy: "PARIS"
UDoaD: "Really?"
Everyone: "Really."

-- ... and Dude walks away subdued.

-- It's hard not to be able to guess what Taboo word Glen is describing.

"Ah... ah... AHHH..."
-- Lagi more helpful descriptive terms from my eloquent friend Taufik.

"Na-nah... na-nah... na-nahh..."
-- Candy is made to play a "humdinger" using the tune from Rumi. Hurhur.

"This one is a... a... [scream of frustration]... FUCK!"
"I know! SEX!!"

-- Dewi and Taufik should never be allowed to play Taboo on the same team ever again.

"Um... the thing has..."
"No! It's a..."

-- Sometimes, sex really isn't the answer.

[clenches fists and shakes as if in some version of an epileptic fit, followed by lumbering King Kong-esque movements]
-- Taufik acts out the character of Neil Armstrong with great aplomb, but his unfortunate teammate remains clueless. The clincher is this: the famous personality on the card he had to act out was really Louis Armstrong.

"Save the..."

-- I was thinking of "rainforests", but clearly Glen has other plans.

Is it me or did we just spend most of the night laughing at Dewi and Taufik? Hahaha. Anyway, the rest of the laughs will have to wait till Candy's videos are uploaded.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 11:16 pm
[1 photograph developed.]

Friday, 4th April '08

The Only One Who's Got Enough of Me to Break My Heart

At the risk of sounding needlessly emo, this song is blogged just because music can heal the soul. Well, I like to think so, anyway.

Drew Hardwick, you bastard. Why you make this beautiful girl cry?

Teardrops On My Guitar
-- Taylor Swift

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:36 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]