Have you ever wondered. Do the angmohs hear 'chingay' and immediately think, '"Oh! Chinese gay feller!", because the way we pronounce the word it sounds like 'Chink-Gay' instead of 'Chin-Gay' or is 'Chink-Gay' the right prononucation and 'Chin-Gay' just wrong? Oh well. Just something that came across my mind and not many things come across my mind in the first place. I think I'm gonna spend money again tomorrow. It's gonna be a crazy weekend. Later tonight, set-up for Concert for Operation Restoration. Morrow afternoon, touch-up and sound-check for Concert for Operation Restoration. Late afternoon, rush off to spend money. Evening, off to the Sub for word (grrrr), after work, back to YMCA to tear down. But do come down to YMCA for the Concert for Operation Restoration. A lot of great bands will be playing. If you don't know where or when it is by now you should be ashame of yourself. I'm not gonna tell you but the Music for Good website will. *click*

My stomach hurts. I wonder why. Must be all the strange food I had. Plus that beer Euge, Darr and Me had at The Blue Cow because Union was close. Blarg! Fabs is still no where to be heard or seen. Everyday when I leave the house and come back, I walk a little extra route round where I left him and have been feeding him the past few times to see if I bump into him. No luck. I guess he'll be ok. He's independent. He's Fabulous! *sigh*

Finally Sasha is up! Rock right!!!

I so need to get off my ass and get work done. Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I found Fabs again on Thursday. He was in the basement looking for me. *I hope* lol. I had to get him food even though I was late for work. I lost him again since then. I though if I saw him last night I'll sneak him up to my room to sleep but, oh well. I'm falling sick and it's not from CNY food. I haven't had any anyway. I'm broke too. Grand total of $3.99 in my bank. I can open a $3.99 shop now.

I hope Fabs is alright. I keep hearing mews and my mom said she did too. Unfortunately she told me off about bringing the cat up cos she thought I did that at night. I hope someone nice found him and is looking after him instead of him roaming around looking for food. Sigh.

You know what's the worst feeling one can get? No. *pause* No. *pause* No, not that either.

Picture this. You're riding home. And all off a sudden, your nose decides to leak. There's no way in hell you can stop to clean it off and the tissue you've been using to try to clean your nose dripplets has just flown off compliments of the wind. (yes. Been doing that ride and wipe thingy). It starts to trickle down your nose giving you that stupid itch that makes you wanna scratch your nostrils out. You have no choice but to use your hand. Bad move, thanks to the wind resist-taunce again, drippies are all over your lower half of your face now. Last move. Must use Iron Palm skill. Ewwwwww.....!!!!

Tip: Tissue in tight jeans is not very helpful when on a bike.

I can't find Fabs anymore. The last I saw him it was the morning of CNY eve. He was always there one way or another waiting for me. I guess someone else must have taken him into their care. Whenever I'm downstairs and I hear a jingle, I keep thinking it's Fabs but it always turns out to be someone's keys. Or mine. I left some food last night for him just in case and this morning, the can of food was on it's side and half eaten. That's not Fabs. He's neat. He always finishes up his food and doesn't tilt the can. This morning, the food looked like it got regurgitated back out. Definitely not Fabs. Oh well. I hope Fabs is having a better life.

Great. Just what I need. My bike just semi-broke down on me on the way to work. The chain fell off. Luckily I could put it back but that was a lucky shot. I wonder what's gonna happen next. Welcome back to the life of a loser.

In other news, Fabs was waiting for me at the lift this morning. I gotta try to convince my mom to let me keep him. But that's gonna be a far shot. Post-olypmpic standards.

Oh yes...I'm out of QS. EMOT is gone. I've also lost a great friend. All in the span of one night. I don't even have Fabs either. Well done. All I have to do is lose my job and I can call it a day.

Fabs lost SO much weight. And it's only been wat. One night? I didn't get to feed him this morning. Actually it was already afternoon when I got down. Damn!

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Thanks to The Rav-er who showed me Photobucket so I can show you Fabs.

Okay! Okay! My grammer is bad and I have loads of spelling mistakes. But you get the idea. I've changed them already k??!!! Sheesh! Like I macam majoring in English Lit. I'm Recording Arts dude. Technicality and hands-on are my expertise. And why is English always a captial 'E'?

Whrrrr.......I bought 4 cans of Whiskas just in case. And Fabs was still there!!!! Didn't have to call him at all. He was still lurking around and he remembers me! I left another can there for him. This time it's mackeral flavour. Last time wat something, calamari and prawns. I think the something is sardines. The 7-11 cashier said that the Whiskas brand disappears real fast. Maybe I should have played with Fabs abit before feeding him. I'll do that morrow. I plan to try to feed him every morning and night. Hope my mom will change her mind. She kept calling and sms=ing me asking if I was going back for dinner. I never replied. Couldn't be bothered. Was rather pissed. At least give it a try mah. Fabs is different. That's why I wanted to keep him. It's something you can't explain but you have to experience.

Off morrow!!! Gear gawk time! I gotta get The Art of Gear Stomping up and ready. I'm so slacking now. Just paid bills and morrow I'm getting my micro-synth. Money gone.

My mom not only freaked out. She was on the verge of breaking down. Instant breakdown. Just add cat. Or any living thing not human or plants. But she never did liked any of my ex-gfs or my sis's bfs so.......

So I just the house really early, spent some time with Fabs downstairs and after a couple of hours, and under Bid's advice (to get food), opened a can of Whooop Asss!!!! sorry, I mean, a can of cat food which i got from 7-11 and let Fabs downstairs. Hope he'll be alright. He's tough. He's cool. He's hip. He's Fabulous! He'll survive.

There goes my pet history. One night! Just like my pet mice many years ago. Rabbits didn't count. They were just sitting around in the cage eating and shitting. That night was cool. With Fabs sleeping next to me on the bed all spawled out and purring and sucking on my towel. I miss that. But I won't miss the constant farting in bed just before he fell asleep. LOL! It's a one time only experience and I guess it'll never happen again. It won't be the same with other cats. Fabs and me had a kind of special bond.

My parents told me, when I have my own place then i can keep whatever animals I want. Yea right. I don't even have my own room. PLUS my dad keeps reading my mail under the pretense of, "Oh! I accidentally opened it cos I thought it was mine." Rubbish. Own place. Yea. When I have enought money I'll get the hell out. Just have to grit my teeth for a year, grab whatever I can and look for a better paying job.

So Friday, just as I was going to work. I found Fabs!!! He was lurking around, curious as ever. I brought him back. He still follows me around. All the kids from the theatre show "3 Sisters" loved him. Thanks to the Bidster again, She got me a collar with a bell and loaned me her carrier. I brought him home, testing waters see if my mom would freak out. What am I saying. She WILL freak out. Just have to see if she'll let me keep him or it's back to Sub. This time I'll have no choice but to leave him in the garden. So anyway, back to now. I took a leaf out of Pidan's book and left a towel for Fabs to suck on. I took him downstairs for a long walk just now hoping he'll do his business and to tire him out. Only the latter worked and he's sleeping on my bed now. Yes. (Fabs DOES follow me around like a dog.) When I brought him home, my dad freaked out and called him a dog. My sis was too lazy to get out of the sofa and my bro didn't care. My mom was in the room. I'll let her do the freaking out morrow or she'll ask me to dump Fabs downstairs. I guess my dad will tell her later anyway and she'll come into the room and scream at me.

Morrow. Guess I'll have to get up early and bring Fabs to Sub again cos I can't possibly leave him at home. Even if I could, it's not time yet and I have to work late morrow.

My dad just came in and drilled me about the cat saying my mom doesn't like cats. I think HE'S the one who's afraid. What the hell??!!! How did I get raised up? I'm SO completely different and opposite from them. From character wise to the way I think and my way of life. Everything. Oh well. I've got a feeling Fabs is gonna be a Sub stray cat. I can't keep him home. I can't keep him IN Sub. The only way is to keep him in the Garden and even then, when the new tenant takes over, there's gonna be problems. PLUS I can't leave food out for him cos the other cats go for it and there are even the OTHER cats who are all territorial and shit like that and always wanting to pick a fight. Maybe I shouldn't have brought Fabs back, but those few months that he's been living on the streets, he's still very domesticated. Maybe he's someone's cat that I just picked up. LOL!!!! Oh well.

Anyway know where I can upload pics of Fabs to put here so I can show he how cute he is? Yesterday he was asleep on the couch all sprawled out and everything. So cute!!!!

The other cat keeps eating Fabs's food! I don't blame her though, it's just siting there. But the water I put out keeps disappearing. Maybe Fabs was really thirsty. I'm gonna wait till this weekend cos I've got 3 dates where I gotta work late and see if Fabs do come back at night. It's only logical that he will cos I put him there at night. But it not...oh well.

I wonder where Fabs is...

So today when I went to work, the cat food and water was gone! Completely empty and the 2 bowls were just sitting there neatly. He didn't turn up the whole day though, but at night, just as I was locking up, I caught another cat eating the food. She (was pregnant that's why I new it's a she) bolted and I saw that she made a mess. I figured maybe last night, Fabs (I decided to call him Fabs if he ever comes back cos I found him just before Feb hits and he's cool, he's hip, and he's absolutely fabulous!!!!) was the one who finished the food cos he's not a messy kinda cat. Maybe Fabs comes back only at night cos I left him there at night. I didn't leave any food again cos I was afraid some other cat would eat it. Maybe I try again morrow. This time I'll wait till the very last min just before I leave Sub. I think if I see Fabs again, I'll put him in the basement over the night. Make a nice kitty litter for him and a bed. At least he's got somewhere to sleep. Can't make one outside cos every cat would go for it. Hope I see Fabs morrow. Oh well.