Should I, shouldn't I?

I've gotta remain ambiguous here, there's a degree of sensitivity involved with the subject matter. There's something I want, and have wanted for awhile now. The only problem is, it kinda "belongs" to someone else, as I've long suspected. I know some of you who insist that as long as I put in the work and earn it, the it can be mine, and I can just picture you egging me on. Then there are my principles. You don't just grab something that belongs to another. Then there are the feelings. I want it. Bad. Maybe even more now than before, as I now know I can't have it. D'oh!!

I'm in love with a stripper...

Nah, not really. It's the name of the song on my playlist now. Kinda hooked on this song now.. Thanks Syl. Good recommendation.

While we're on the subject of strippers, I read this article in NineMSN about a stripper car wash opening in Melby. I see dust-trails heading to Melbourne from all directions on my Sat Board now, you horny fellas. I assume the girls are still reading though? None of y'all lesbians eh? A few things struck me when I read this article, it's about that car wash angering locals. Well... the local ladies that is. Feminists. Can't bear to see your men have good times eh? Anyway, in the article, there weren't any quips by men putting down the car wash. Surprise, surprise. Whaddaya expect if you combine the top two men's passions eh? Why couldn't they have started things like this when I was there eh? Can just picture the four of us, Ben, Eddie, Chua and me cruisin the highway to Melby in Ben's old car(what was it again?), on our way to a good time.

This hit me hard though. The line "A stripper who posed for photographers at the wash, 20-year-old Melinda, said she thought men would be encouraged to get their car cleaned at the site. "They like to see girls in bikinis washing cars, especially in summer. It's a turn-on," she said". You damn right girl. How the hell does someone become a 20-year old stripper?!? Unless she's "20 years-old", that is. Which she probably "is". And she poppin' and she rollin' and she rollin'... That's a nice song.

Keep Melby fun!! I haven't been though ><. For shame. Mike Jones!! Mike Jones!!

GSC Marketting Ploy Uncovered~!!!

Super-sleuth Raghu da Waghu has today revealed his accusations directed at Malaysia-wide movie moguls Golden Screen Cinemas (formerly fondly known as GSC) about withholding movie releases till such a time that would guarantee maximum returns as a result of ticket sales, and more recently, cancelling the special movie day prices for certain movies.

It is a well-known fact that movie day at The-Cinema-formerly-known-as-GSC is Wednesday, and for that day only, tickets are priced lower than other days. Just look at this month's new releases. Tokyo Drift comes out this Thursday. Scary Movie 4 and Take The Lead comes out next Thursday. The following Thursday, does anything come out? Superman Returns. Thursday, Thursday, Thursday. People gotta wait 6 days to get the movie day discount. Isn't there a story in here somewhere?

I'm NOT a blog slacker... bleks

For some reason, lately I've been sent constant subliminal reminders of my time in Adelaide. Because of these occurances, my mind is in a constant nostalgic mood, not to mention the fact that I went so far as to look ticket prices up for a return trip there before I jettison of to the UK. Here are some of the reminders that came to me.

First there was the site report update from my old blog, my first blog, which I started on the 28th of June 2004, barely more than a month before I came back to Malaysia for good. It was probably just after my exams were over, the damning exams. It starts as any blog starts, with a blundering introduction, totally unnecessary, but people still put it up. Then come the exam woes, not to mention the arrival of a certain someone who set me up for the big fall. Then came the pre-coming-back-to-Malaysia trip to Malaysia, to surprise my cousins and my grandmother. Then came just about the lousiest feeling I've ever felt, a combination of missing my cousins, and the realisation that I'm leaving Adelaide for good within the month. Sigh.. bad times.

Yesterday I attended a SPCA meeting at Rebecca's house, along with John and Daphne and the rest of them. Rebecca and her husband, I found out yesterday, were from Adelaide, not the city though, the outskirts. She had a touch football at her house, and handling it I remembered the way Birgit Cramer tried to teach us to play Aussie Rules. I had an OK throwing hand, but i couldn't initiate proper contact with that oval rubber shit. Shouldn't call it that, I should be missing it. Ah well, go Adelaide Crows.

Walking to the car from Rebecca's house yesterday, Bibbles promised (I hold you to it!!) that she'd visit Adelaide with me sometime, so that's something to look forward to. At least I didn't waste my time looking up those prices. By the way, Bibbles, pass me the RM2803 for your air ticket as soon as possible, ya? Kekeke...