It's been a lazy Sunday er...day. I woke up. Went back to sleep. Woke up. Lazed around. Went back to sleep. And got up to slack around again. Work has been crazy. Whole week at the Sub and next week, another week long show. Got a little time to put some pics of Grrrl Power up before I go jam.

 I had so much crap to carry.

 Touch my groin! Touch my groin!

 Don't ask.

 Sasha all looking snug and comfy next to the amp.

  We're on Esplaande banner!!!!

 Alice  the M.C. of the event. She promotes bands with female fronts.

 I've said it before and I'll say it again. This lift is bigger than my room.

Why we don't have pics of the gig itself ah??? Hmmm...

Had a great time at Grrrl Power. I would say it's E.M.O.T's best gig till date. It was so much fun that I'm actually still running on the adrenaline rush of Sunday's gig. Great to see the unexpected to turn up at the gig too. And The Dancing Uncle came to watch us instead of Nick Shen and danced to TWO! of our songs! How cool is that!!!!!

Mini-Marshall rocks. I got this when I just started playing the guitar and got my first electric guitar which I sold 'cos I turned bassist and the guitar I had sucked and we (my family) was going on a trip to Malaysia and I was hooked on the guitar then so I cycled all the way to Boon studio to buy this amp cos I remembered seeing it and wanted to play the guitar during the long bus ride to Malacca. I think I paid $40 for it. Then I cycled all the way home, took a wrong turn and got lost and ended up in Hougang. In the end I didn't get a chance to bring the amp OR my electric guitar up to Malacca 'cos my Mom or Dad said it'll disturb the other passengers. I think I was 16 then. That should be right cos I turned bassist around 17 or 18 during poly time. I'm back to guitars again but I still love playing bass.

Anyway, my band, Eugene's Moment of Truth a.k.a. E.M.O.T. will be playing at Grrrl Power!!! on the 4th and 6th of March at the Esplanade Waterfront at 730pm with Lunarin on the 4th and Malaysian band Tempered Mental on the 6th. Check out Music For Good Website. If you don't know the URL, shame on you!!!! *Slap*

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!

Photos?








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.

So anyway, while I was on my way home, I saw this cat lying in the off center middle of the road. I thought that was a little unsafe so I got the cat to get up and move to the side. Next thing I know, it followed me all the way home. Actually it just followed me. And stopped abit while I played with it, but when we reached the road, the cat wanted to cross the road with me. Couldn't do that so I picked it up and brought it across the road, planning to leave it within the compounds of my place. That apparently wasn't a good idea. It just followed me wherever I went. So I took it for a little walk round my place and in the basement and decided to bring it to Sub. I brought it home awhile while I grabbed the keys and my sis was screaming bloody murder about a cat being n the house. Ok. That's a bit exaggerating, my sis just squeaked abit. lol! I grabbed the cat, left the house and called up Bid to see if she could spare some cat food. She got a whole plastic container full of cat food and a ribbon and a small toy. Then we went to Sub and left the cat there after setting some food up and a place to sleep. He was famished and just started attacking the food. When we left, he tried to follow us again. In the end we just made a run for it. If he's still there morrow then I'll try to think of a better way to accommodate the cat. Hope he doesn't tear off the ribbon so I'll know it's him when I get to work. But he seems really tame. If he's still around then I'll start thinking of a name for him.

Opps...! We're not playing Thumper anymore. Half the guys are not around. They are either doing something they really like, or something that they don't. *wink*

There is a cocoon on my bike!!!!!! I think it's a spider's (I'm not very good at these suff) cos there was spiders living on my bike the past few weeks. How do i get it off!!! It's lodge somewhere in a dark corner near my right handle bar. What if I'm riding half-way and teh cocoon hatches and tiny spiders start crawling out all over my hand? I think I already saw one. It was tiny!!!! Like a small light reflection on chrome. Eeeee and Arrghhh! How? How? How?

In other news.......

Quantum Spring is playing at Thumper on the 2nd of Feb at 8pm. Come act all yuppie like and snotty with your nose in the air and walk into thumper. But secretly come say hi *wink*

Oh I'm also looking for a couple more bands to play in. One more for bass. one more for guitars. Just to keep going you know.

Told you they were gonna do a Fantastic Four Movie!!!!

I just paid $16 to ride in the rain.

Ah....2005. Did a 28hr shift on new year's eve. Though only 3 place, Singapore Poly, Meritus Mandarin and Equinox, it was really tiring and I practically couldn't move while we were unloading. The countdown at Equinox was deadpan. Just a yay! Happy New Year! pop! pop! pop! and that's it. Maybe it's the people. Maybe it's the mood. On the other hand, I think I saw my poly crush at the Singapore Poly Grad party. I don't think she remembers me though. We used to email each oher all the time but I got kicked out of school before we could actually meet up face to face. Worst thing, I can't member her name. Damn!

Anyway, back to after work. I KOed and just got up to barely make it in time for a one song rehearsal and it's off to POW for the acoustic gig. Again no-one but there's was a couple of guys later when we started. 2 backpackers actually did a nice little jig to the yet again new triplet song. The song that has no name and no real way of playing. So far there's the triple version, the bossa version, AND now the do-a-little-jig version. This time the gig was a lot better cos we've got fred on percussions. Think with a little brush up and some bass it'll sound real good, just as how I've envisioned. Then. Finally. We can handle both live and loud and acoustic gigs. Then. Finally. We can take over the world. Muahahahah!!! Troz!

So 2005 started off with a 28hr shift on the 31st, what's left of EMOT's acoustic gig on the 1st, Stasis 7 on the 2nd and back to work plus another acoustic gig on the 3rd and a realization that I actually have to come in from morning to night on the 4th. How cool is that!!!

But for me, I think the new year for me will start in May. That's when I finally told myself it's time I should do something instead of just whinning and bitching and complaining and giving excuses for everything. So I did. And it did. Cheers and Kudos to a few special mentions that really made a difference and impact to everything in the short term of 6 months or so or something like that.

The Bidster
Eugene's Moment of Truth (not and never was named after anyone)
Music for Good and crew
Substation
And some....

That's for being such as asshole to Mother Earth!!!!! And bad attitudes too. Screw you all! *flick*

I got a new guitar!!!! Pics when I get my act together. I love. More than the other. But I love both.

Fuck! My parking fee was $17.70!!!! Fee not fine. Argh!

YOOOOOooooooOOooossssssSSSHhhhhHHh!!!! I've got money in my bank!!!!! Don't touch. Don't touch. don'ttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouchdonttouch.....

Man. The Quantum Spring gig was bad. Real bad. Bad in such a way that it was not that the set was bad but it was professionally bad. I felt really bad for the guys and to AFUA after the gig. We were suppose to go on at 4pm and report at 330pm and because we were the first band, and we on;y have like half an hour of material and a one hour slot, I'd though that would give us more than enough time to set up and sound check. When I got to Youth Park, another band was taking their time to soundcheck even though it was more of jamming on stage and messing around than actually sound checking, I feel, and it started to eat into our 4pm slot. I was ok with it and so were the AFUA guys and they didn't mind pushing the time back abit too cos there wasn't much crowd anyway PLUS we only had a short set to do. But after waiting a tad too long for the band on stage to realize that there's another band waiting, I when to push the organizer in-charge to get the band on stage off cos we still DO need to set-up and I know we're gonna take some or should I say more time to set-up. Little did I know. We took TOO much time to set-up. I think we took more than half an hour setting up and didn't start till well pass 5pm. Even the Bidster who finish her lessons (giving not taking) at 430pm could still catch our full act. And even when we're finally done setting up and soundcheck and all, the set itself didn't go as smooth as all the other rehearsal sessions we jamming in. Could have done better. Quantum Spring so has to work out their live set-up back to front, front to back with eyes close and realize that just because other bands took their own sweet time on stage doesn't mean we can do the same. QS has to accept and be able to work around whatever is given to them and eat what is served instead of bitching and moaning. QS also has to realize that studio and live are two different things and just going thru songs and numbering them off is not gonna help. QS has to bring themselves down or get beaten down to the lowest of low level and realize that a newspaper article does not mean immediate rock star attitude. QS just has to get their act together. But in the mean time. check us out at http://www.quantumspring.com while we clean ourselves up and try to serve you a better dish.

In other news, Eugene's Moment of Truth (EMOT) has a mailing list!!!!! PLUS a spanking new (ok, not so new) website. It's http://emot.cjb.net (still trying to make it look better) and we have and will be doing a couple of acousticers these days for charity and booze (not neccessary at the same time). We just did 2 days straight of Orchard Road busking for Arts for Us All (AFUA) and Very Special Arts (VSA) on the 26th Friday and 27th Saturday but the 3rd day, Sunday the 27th, was cancelled due to the rain. We're gonna do another set on the 12th of Dec outside Paragon too. It'll be live and loud this time though I don't know how live we'll be. It'll probably be more like Loud and Awkward. Come down and see how bad we really are ;P We're also doing the play for booze thing at POW pub. 101 Dunlop St. tucked in the corner somewhere in Little India. Check out our website for a listings of when our signature awkward performance will be. Come sit with us, have some ale and do the slap your forehead and shake your head thingy while we perform.

My scalp is starting to itch.

I'm so screwed, I'm so screwed, I'm so screwed. I was caught in the act of riding my bike. I'm so dead. I'm so dead.

This morning, I got up almost late, as usual, and found out that my parenst are not out yet, are going to go out, but have not left the house. So I did my usual, taking my time getting ready, reading the papers, keeping it cool, all the while while thinking, "Fuck! I'm gonna be late for work, I'm gonna be late for work." They were asking me, "Hey, you need a lift to work?" And I'm all noooooo because I wanna go to the Mini film fest later and other stupid reasons I don't know about and never thought about (should have taken that ride).

When they finally left the house, I sat around a little while longer, giving them ample time to give me a clear path out before I jumped out of my house and on to my bike. And who you think I saw on the way out? My mom reversing from the carpark, (quickly, I looked away and rode out of the basement as fast as i can) and my dad on the 1st floor basement entrance waiting for my mom (DAMN!!!!!). Worst yet, my mom told me to finish the last piece of bread on the table and there I was, caught with my pants down with the piece of f^&%^&*@Q&W(*ing bread in my mouth!!! Arghhhhhhh!!!!! I didn't take into account how my dad likes to do things like, "Hey you get off here and I'll go park the car" (even though it's like next door, or "I'll meet you on the first floor, you go get the car" (which is like, no difference or any farthur than usual, cept it's more troublesome to have to drive out, stop, pick him up, and drive off again as compared to just, "Let's all get into the car and drive away without stopping!"

I'm all panicky at this stage so I quickly stopped at the nearby flats just in case they called me. They didn't. So I parked the bike there and doubled back to my place in hope of playing some mind games. I got home and called my mom with the house phone and asked non-chalantly (I love that word. Non-chalant) if she knew where my *insert item here* was because I couldn't find it. Too my amaze, she didn't see me. I think and said my dad saw me riding and instead of screaming bloody sucide if I still ride, she went all smooth operator on me teling me I shouldn't ride and that my dad already gotten but not got a car for me and that I have to keep and hide the keys so that my sis won't use it all the time (Even if I did she'll still do lah.). Quick thinking! Mom didn't see me (I think). Use fact that my mom's been nagging at my dad while my dad does the changed topic to avoid topic style of conversation which seem to have inherited. Damn! The phone was crackling cos it got showered my aircon water while I lied (not very convincingly), that I didn't know what she was talking about and that I was still at home. Mini-double take there but I'm sure she saw thru that, and mom said she can't hear me and she'll call me back, and she said very specificly, on the house phone. Ok. And I flew to the other phone for a crystal clear conversation (nope. not starhub digital phone line) and she did that smooth operator talk again and the deer in the headlights moment was not mention and I couldn't plead my case. So everything was dropped like my pants just now and I just skipped off to work feeling all guilty.

The moment of truth (not Eugene) will be tonight. We'll see what happens. Crap man. Instant karma's gonna get you and it did. Crap. Time to get a full face helmet so if I get caught again, my full stinking smelly face would at least be half covered and hopefully no one will recognize my beautiful black eyes and plastic black specs. lol! Well at t least I won't have bread in my mouth! Frick! Double Frick and Double Frick on a Brick.

I want food now but my stomach is HUGE!!!!

Been a long time since I've worked with the M. Man it was quite tiring yesterday. But not tiring enough. I didn't wake up with aching bones, just a bit of sore muscles. But it was fun. That's where I used to get my exercise, though the couple of guys who were "one-kind-wan" didn't really help.

My bike was on fire just now. Not the fire fire kind but more of the rage fire kind. It was riding with gust and adrenaline. And I didn't even finish my Red Bull. Damn it.

Cheeky cheeky cheeky. ooo yeaa...!

Taking a walk out at night here is a different feeling altogether somewhere else. Which do you think I prefer?

Hmmm...Pauline's party was nice. Booze was nice. People was nice. Mini jam session in her room was nice. Everything is nice nice nice nice nice...hmmm.....

But snap back! Setup for Still Flight's production is over and the play is on. I don't know what's it called but it's written by Cyril Wong and performed by Elizabeth De Roza. It'll be on till The end of the week.

After EMOT got a couple of dates lined-up. Check the website for updates..though it's not updated yet. Give it a couple of days. By Sat after the meeting with the organizers it'll be up. Make that Sunday. Wheeee!!!!!!

Speaking of which, the gig organizers mentioned they were looking for a couple more bands to play for the gig so I said I'll ask a couple of people I know. I called Ben of DYL, Leaven Traits and Bathroom Acoustics (yes, all 3-in-1 or rtaher 1-in-3) and SMS Moren Tea Estate about it, then went down to Adam Road with the Bidster and Uncle Darr for ohh..Mutton Chopppp!!! and guess who I saw there??!!! Ben and the MTE guys. POWER!!!!!!!!!!!! Can I say suuuuureeeaaaalll!!! to? Did I use it right? huh? huh? huh? Did I? Did I?

Work.

Just got back from The Cook, The Thief, His Wife & Her Lover. There was no one at the door so I got to keep the whole ticket. Yay! The film was really cool. It had everything. Set like a semi-broadway musical style, it was erotic and gruesome. Sex and murder.Pretty cool the way they played with the colors for the different set. Half the audience left when the credits started to roll. Maybe it was too grose. Or they just left cos it what audiences normally do. Anway, the ride to and from The Arts House was real nice and dreamy. Roads weren't congested. Like everyone decided to sleep in today. Anyway it's OFF to Pauline's party \m/ later. booze......

Man! There's no space in my room. No space at all! Can't do anything. Can't walk or sit around on the floor or play the guitar. Must.Save.To.Move.Out. Anyway, watched Torremolinos 73 last night. Pretty good flick. They're showing it at The Arts House. There's gonna me The Cook, The Thief, His Wife & Her Lover and The Immortal too. Dunno when I can go catch them. Have been having booze almost the whole week. A little booze on Thurs with half of Emot and 1/4 QS at Bukit Timah area, a little booze at Lawyer Chick's BD party and Union, a little booze yesterday at Union, gonna have a little more booze at Pauline's party. whoa! Guess might have some booze morrow after QS jam. Nicccceeeeee!

Too lazy to go to Chijazz last night. Ended up at my place after jam and food at Geylang Serai with Booze and some mini round two Geylang Serai food. Fish, Mel and Ying was there too but Euge had to disappear leaving Princess with us losers. More than half my Esplanade money disappeared before I knew it. It's practically gone now. Crap. Gotta start controlling and keeping track of my expenditure. Mini Film Fest looks tasty. I wanna go. That's 3shows at $6 each. $18 down the drain. Ouch!

Things have been clearing up a little bit these days. The big D. is no more so I'll finally have a little more free time to pursue other interest. The Station is settling in nicely and I actually have some money in my bank. Help Pat with Elsa Yeo Charity Catwalk on Thurs and Fri. Was real smooth. The ex-models still have their thang, and some thong, but that aside, think I'll finally have some time to help with the SHG music theraphy. Gives me a damn good excuse to buy an acoustic guitar. Maybe I can use it for gigs too for some of the newer songs I have in mind, then I'm gonna have to lug 2 guitars to gigs next time. But if it'll be for the better then why not. Last jam before the dong goes to the higlands then it's gig just after he gets back (if we get the slot). Hoping to land a couple more gigs for EMOT and QS next year.

I just realized. With all the countless smses and emails and flyers I've been sending/sending/giving out/displaying for the gig on the 31st. One 4 who are not friend friends of the band who actually came (you know what I mean). DYL (Rock On!), Sasha (Yo! *wave*), Gurmit Singh (Dude!) and Yvonne (Skittles!). Oh and Johna nd I forgot what's his name who didn't know we were playing but was there anyway (cool!). How jacked is that! Thanks to all of you man. It was real nice seeing you all.

.....and I saw Sasha! yay!!!!

Damn! I lost my green guitar pick. I've had it since as far back as I can remember. I remember playing Metallica and GnR with it (Metallica mostly) when I first got into electric guitars. I think it was my one of or THE first pick. Couple years back I thought I lost it but it mysteriously appeared again. Now it's lost forever. Sob.

Anyway, today's gig at Waterfront...I felt it was shitty. I think maybe due to the setlist or due to me sucking at playing and writing. I think the latter. But I heard the recording it sounded ok though the timing was super cock up....I don't know what the audience heard. Those whom I knew that came to watch EMOT said they like our songs. Maybe it's just polite praise. I doubt anyone who actually saw their friend perform would go...Dude!!!! you guys suck! They'll most probably said nothing.

Euge Dong will be going to the Highlands with Thy Royalness Princess so I guess EMOT will be taking abreak. Hope we can work out the new songs and plan recording or something during the time Princess performs feats of strength at the Scotland annual something to do with strong men competition will Euge air's his Dong with a kilt.

urg...The weeks are passing so slow and the days even slower that I'm feeling really dejected. Gig's morrow and I'm not really excited or sluggish about it. I feel we need a couple more non-tired jams. The last few ones were quite crap in my opinion. Think cos it was a rush think and everyone is tired from work and this and that. Dunno where we're heading after the 31st. Hopefully it's forward. Hopefully thinks will get better. Hopefully we'll finally realize that this is the band we wanna be in. Hopefully we can mess around and still create nice tunes no matter of what kind and how. Hopefull,y hopefully, hopefully. Hopefully the gig will turn out ok.

I'm actually more excited about the new songs I have now than the gig itself. I've been messing and toying around with a couple of tunes that I have and I think they're finally ready. Hope I can sell my guitar so I can get another. Something that suits my style of playing more. Like a 335 style. ~slurp. But I'm still not sure if it'll fit EMOT. Again. Hopefully...

Have to go chnage strings now. The olds ones are all yucky. urghhhh....Come say hi morrow. But don't expect any late hangs. Have work after that. urgghhhhh......

Selling stuff!!!!

http://www.geocities.com/purpleslob/LP.html

Thanks guys. At least some of you notices. Looks like I'm still on my own. I'm damn disappointed in the featured bands though. Why isn't EMOT in? We work hard. I wanna do an interview too. And say that I had to do everything myself and with no support from whoever or whatsoever from anywhere. Hope I can raise enough money to move out by end of the year.

I'm sitting here lonely like a broken man
Spend my time doing the best I can
Walls and bars they surround me
But I don't want no sympathy

- Inside Looking Out, Grand Funk Railroad

There are many ways to skin a cat.
There are also many ways to eat prata.

- Pour curry all over prata. Break prata to desirable size. Eat.
- Pour curry on a portion of prata. Break of portion with curry on it. Eat.
- Break of desirable size of prata. Pour curry on the desirable size. Eat.
- Break of desirable size of prata. Dip broken off-ed prata into curry saucer. Eat.
- And many more. Feel free to contribute.

How do YOU eat your prata?

Wow! I'm up early today. Should I...

a) Go to Beach Road and get supplies?
b) Send my bike for repairs and servicing? or
c) Laze around till it's time to go to work.

Think I'll go for c). It's always c). Unless you purposely put c) in b) or a).

Man.... waking up too early is no good. Anyway, good thing the show at the end of the month got cancelled due to, I heard, lack of fundings. It'll give me the chance to then clean up the BJ abit and make it nice and homely.

Damn! This month there's some money coming in but it all has to go to paying my bills, which I didn't pay last month and creditors are starting to call on me, and fixing my bike. Think most prob I won't sell it but will do a little Mod to it. But first I gotta clean it up. Gonna need a bucket, a sponge, some brasso and wax, a place to wash it.

Too hot...Sweltering heat. Pant.....

BD's bd bbq was fun. E.M.O.T. rocks! We always do things last minutes but the results always turns out great. Like our gigs and songs and everything else. But must remember to get Magarine next time. Think the next party party booze booze should be at some kinda chalet, so we can all hang afters and not worry about how and clean up won't be so much of a hassle. I hate cleaning up. I'm too lazy. And I'm stubborn. Actually those are my good traits. It's cos of them that I'm what I am. Stubborn and lazy. Which makes me a fast learner and a hardworking workaholic bitch who's too lazy to get things done and can't be bothered to do anything. Ohp! I gotta go take a dump, take a shower, take a hike, take the bike, take a fast one with Frankie Foo and geddahellouttaher or rather there before he goes on and on and on and on and on and get to the Sub. I hope things gets cleaned up abit more so I can concentrate on other things. I hope MFG goes full time so I can go full time with them. I hope I get a breathing space and I hope I'm going the right way. I hope and now I hop.

plasticblackspecs says:
tell you wat. keep your cigs in your back pocket. it helps
Darrell says:
erm
Darrell says:
that would crush them
plasticblackspecs says:
exactly
Darrell says:
then i'll buy new pack
plasticblackspecs says:
then keep in your backpocket again

I got hit by sudden rain just now. completely drenched man. Right down to my socks. Luckily no pools of water in butt-crack. phew!

Wow. This is the first time I'm home early. I had a great time at Orchard Hotel with MFG for some cancer charity thing by First Light. Don't ask me for details. I never pay attention. But it was great. Wish it could last longer but it's a work weekday night and not many people like me have weird work schedules and no real job. Now I have no idea wat to do this early (by my standards). Maybe I should find more work to fill my time.

Should I go for the 10 year secondary school reunion thingy? I already said I won't be going cos I would have to trade my sat's work with sun if I was, and I don't have $40. Mainly cos I can't I don't have $40 (yes, I'm that pathetic). Actually I just found out it was a 10 year secondary school reunion thingy today from Brandon, the bassist in the Thomson Jazz band (we both thought we looked familiar. what a coincident). I always thought it was just a class gathering. That changed my mind. Now I just don't know. But $40.........

The thing about time travel is......it's possible. But here's teh catch. You can only time travel forward and not backwards. Plus....depending on how far ahead you wanna travel, it takes an equal amount of time. Think about it. ;D

Here's a new word I learnt. Pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pus. Now here's an OLD word I use all the time. Bullshit!

Sigh. It's off to another one of those 3am done shifts. Money better be good.

My attempt to cut my own hair failed miserably. I ended up thinning my hair a lot and now look more dorkier than the dork I used to look like.

I have nothing to do so I'm rambling on at home. Maybe I should cut my hair.....hmmmmm

Ever since I've started work at the D. (hmmmm...my life seems to revolves around a lot of Ds.) I've been watching a lot of sports. ESPN, Star sports, wrestling, tennis, soccer...Tennis mainly in particular actually. (Not interested in soccer and wrestling is kinda boring after awhile. Tennis is the only spot you can watch with the mute button on and STILL keep you entralled.) Women's tennis to be exact. (uh hmmm....) The thing I notice about tennis, or sports in general, is the image. Like every other thing in the industry or world that has any remote factor of being in the entertainment scene in someway, you HAVE to look good. Have you every noticed, there is not a single fugly tennis player or volleyball, or soccer, or football or any sport player? No one will wanna watch it. Imagine (all the people....) tennis. (let's stick to tennis. Have you seen the women's doubles match? The china team are ba-abes!) Even if you're a top notch player but have a bad hair-do (wait-a-min. All male players have bad hair-dos) or...I dunno...a patch (it'll probably become a fashion statement) or a hare-lip (what's that?), or just look bad. No one will watch the game....

Stupid ants on table. I've lost my tread now. But anyway, you know what I mean. Think about it the next time you turn on the TV.

Actually, it's not so much about looking good or bad or fugly or ba-abe!!, but more of an image. Once you've got an image going, you're more or less settled in. People identify you with that image and will start morphing (no pun intended) into something like, not you, but your image, or for that matters, the "celebrities" image. Just look around you. The wrist-band, the clothes you wear, the cutting of your jeans, the caps, your bad, the long chains hooked to nothing (ah ha! caught you there, tot I was gonna say wallet didnj't you?), the hairstyles, the way we act. What's cool and what's not. What's hip and what's hop (I can't believe I said that). Then we got the this-is-so-uncool-that-it's-cool cool. I-don't-care cool. Ladies and Gentlemen. It's all about being cool, hip and trendy. You know what. Screw that. Be froody and hoopy. Ah-ha! Now here's another new non-chalant-not-cool-i-don't-care-look-at-me-I'm-different cool. Maybe it's just me? I beg to differ. I just wanted to say that. Stupid ants.

In some strange way, my bike is like me. WHen I'm feeling tired. My bike feels tired, and the engine sorts of just drags. When I'm not, it doesn't. When I'm in the Alright-I've-just-finished-a-late-shift-and-who's-up-for-food-at-3am-in-the-morning-high mood, my bike is too. But sadly that's the time when everything is running smoothly, the mind AND engine, no one wants to come out or is even remotely awake at that time and we both (me and my bike) ride silently home.

This morning, on the way back from work. I came a cross this accident. The car was over-turned and the para-medics and fire-fighters and basically all the Civil Defense people involved in an accident which involves a car upside down were trying to get the passenger or driver out from underneath it. I could hear the faint, out-of-breath-out-of-voice-in-pain screams coming from the car as I rode by. Ouch! It takes a lot to over-turn a car. Must be some crazy driving or freak bizarre accident.

On a brighter note, as I was riding, there was a cockroach on my handle bar. Yuck!

Now my table, for no particular reason, is crawling with ants. I have no idea where they came from. Think it's time I cleaned my room.

Sat 11th sept. Substation Humanimal Sept-Fest. 3-7pm. Eugene's Moment of Truth plays an acoustic set at 530pm.

The gig this morning was terrible. The sound was bad. The atmosphere was bad. We all felt funny on stage half-way thru teh set. It was just crap. Bad crap with poo that no matter how much you clean you can't get it all off bad crap. The countless monitors on-stage and teh enormous gigantic huge ass stage were more look good than do good. Amp hidden behind some I dunno what that youc an't even get access to it incase you wanna do some quick changes to teh amp settings. No soundcheck, just up and go. Professional soundman will ensure you get a good sound my ass. Them, I don't trust, and never will. Too much bad rumours and nothing good from the mouths of the people is bound to say something. Thanks everyone for not coming. Special mention to Patch and Pauline and er...Pauline and her friend who actually came down. Thanks. Really. You guys rock.

Man...some people are just whinners. And Jackasses. Or both. We gotta gotta gotta keep moving on.....keep rocking and smiling and rolling and swimming in the pool of coke. Diving in a pool of cool refreshing coke is what should be on a hot day. Whatever that means. Sigh. Miss the D. and Matno days where everythng was so much easier. Just up and go. Pity had no vocalist then. I still say we rocked for a bunch of kids \m/. We rocked harder and louder than anyone. 2 guitar amps cranked almost full is just not enough. And I'm only taking bout one guitar. It's so tiring now cos not many people believe in The Man anymore but I'm still sticking it to The Man cos The Man rocks. And He believes. He never doesn't (double negative). Here's to The Man!

Hi all. Eugene's Moment of Truth with special appearence by Morphy will be performing on the 4th of Sept at Midnight. Yes! Midnight! at the grasspatch at Orchard Wisma Atria opp Wheelock place/Borders. Do drop by if you're in the area.

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LOL! Some bank (I won't say who) called to tell me about this new credit card (I won't say which) promotion. Something about 3 years free subscription or whatever. When they asked if I'm currently with any other credit cards (probably so they can spill the good stuff on me) and I said no, I think she was so happy, then she asked what was my annual income last year. Welll......let's just say I wasn't interested. What's my annual income last year. Would you like to sign up for our credit card promotion yammer. Well, I'd like to be able to actually AFFORD to buy a wallet to hold the credit card in before I actually OWN one. Sheesh! So anyway, after I told her I'm just not interested in credit cards (because.......) she went (with a change in her tone), "Oh,...not interested ah...ok...bye....." So sad. But really. I still think it's hilarious. At least from my point of view. LOL!

Indie-Pendent Weekend at Esplanade over the, you guessed it, weekend was great. It was fun working with Music For Good again. The bands, (ok, not all, but they generally were) were very professional when it comes to sound checking and playing and we didn't really have much problems working with them. Esplanade's dressing room so rocks man. Next time must bring towel and all to bath. It gives local bands a sense of something. At last we don't just get a small space behind the stage to put out stuff! The audience response (still a little dead though) and the sales from the merc tables shows promising hope that the local music scene is still alive. No more just siting and stoning in front of the band while the band works up a good sweat from entertaining the crowd. No more, "How's everyone?!!!", "........" No more, "Buy our album!" Sales = < 1. People actually buy the albums of teh bands that played. They like what they hear, they go get the albuim. That shuld be the way man. I think any band that's performing should try to have some kinda merc to sell so as, in a way, can guage if people are really interested in you. I'm just rambling like a rambling man. I'm lost again. Gotta find a job. A job that pays at least.

Some idiot just cut into my lane while I was riding just along AYE going to ECP. Just like that. He just cut into my lane just like that even though there was a whole free lane for him in front of him and more than enough space to make his turning to Keppel Road. I mean, It's one whole exist space man. And not to say he didn't see me. He came in front the back-right side and just happily turned into the lane like I wasn't there. I had to fucking swerve dangerously almost into the road shoulder just so that I wouldn't end up as a pulp on the road. Dickhead! That guy's a bastard and should die a horrible horrible death. Die! Die! Die!

Quantum Spring will be performing at Heartrock 9 atMaplewood park this Sat 21st Aug at 8pm. Come check us and our new sound out. Go to
http://www.heartrocksingapore.com and
http://www.quantum-spring.funurl.com for details

Eugene's Moment of Truth @ Singapore Skydiving Festival

Hi all. Eugene's Moment of Truth will be performing along side the sky divers at the Singapore Skydiving Festival and other bands. Come see them and hear us. We're on on the 22nd of Aug, Sunday at 130pm. Admission fee may apply. For more info check out the websites found in the flyer below.

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So much fun last night. Was the last day of the Heritage week so didn't have to go sit at Liang Court anymore. Had japanese dinner with the dudes from Eugene's Moment of Truth and Princess and Muddy brought is whole family. His kid (can't remember his name) is soooo...cute. Keeps on saying, "Oh my God, Oh my Goodness" and "I'm on Kids Central!" and doesn't stop posing for the camera. LOL! Then at carrefour MILF was walking around with a G-string and soft mini-skirt. Hubba! Her husband was some balding old man pass middle age man with a paunch. Eww...! durian and chocolate croissant practically disappeared after it was bought. Who cares about the Sky diving gig meeting I when? Cant member the details also. Guess will tell them the next jam. HEY! That's tonight! Too lazy to put up pictures. Maybe some other time. More more more!!! Think we have pizza next time.

On the other hand, there's this chick I was hanging out with for a while. I realized then I don' really need much sleep nor food. Cos I'm always sleeping late and getting up quite early, though sometimes I really sleep in till oooohhhh, who know's what time, and I only eat like one meal a day cos I'm broke, which brings me to the point of...every time I go out with this chick I was hanging out with for a while, she doesn't bring any money out! How jacked is that! I always have to pay. Aand I'm not talking about simple, teh and prata at a coffee shop, it's wat, Milo dinosaur..hmm...no, I think I'll have a Godzilla and a banana and ice-cream tissue prata that cost freaking $6!!!! I haven't even orders and that's almost $10 down the drain! (the drink was $3) What the fuck! Easy for you to just order, you're not paying! I always have to look at the price cos I really have no money. Seriously. I mean, I don't mind paying once in a while but ALL THE TIME??!!! Not even a reach man. All Im asking for is a reach. It would be nice to have a reach, but nooo....just happily Ass-U-Mes. What if I wasn't carrying any money? Which I normally don't. It just so happens that I had money in my wallet then. Luckily. It's gonna be really embarrassing when it's time to pay and no one has money. Frigging frigs! No more man that one. Anyway I mamanged to wiggle out of that freaking $6 for a prata shit. Ridiculous man!

Is there anyone out there? I'm bored and I can't sleep. My comics are fast running out and my hopes are shattered. My stomach is still hungry and my elbow is itchy. My eyes are tired and my heart is weak. I am broke and vulnerable and I may fade away soon. But my passion will go on and on and on and on and on and on and on......Long Live Rock n' Roll!!!

My bed is a mess. It's cluttered with my clothes and at night when I sleep, the cluttered clothes get transferred to my chair. So is my life. It's so cluttered, the only way I can make space is to move things around. Nothing gets cleared or cleaned. More things just keeps adding up. Now what I really need is some space, as usual, and a nice blank wall next to my desk so I can stick things up on in, like in Sydney. Man I miss those days. Come to think of it, I shouldn't have came back. I wonder. If I really stayed, would my life be better? Hmm...I certainly think so. Maybe I wouldn't have much friends, but there'll be more freedom. Trade-offs, trade-offs, trade-offs. I think it's time to go for the next step, try to settle down in everything. No more floating around, get some kinda job that actually has constant pay so I don't have to worry about my bills every month. And I really need to send my bike for servicing but I'm broke. It's not gonna be safe to ride it anymore in about 2 months. I've been maxing it out alot. Speaking of which, my social skills are like maxed out too. Can't keep a decent conversation going on, articulation gone down the drain. I do too much listening rather than thinking. Listening and bitching. That's definitely NOT the way to go. But it's my only entertainment. At least the listening part. You'd realized after awhile when you're too broke to actually go out and have fun, catch a movie or a couple of drinks or don't really have time to laze back and stare at the tube or even listen to crap radio that the only form of entertainment you have now is just simple, listening and observing the shit that goes on around people's mouth all the time. 'specially the yuppies. Man I should have studies sociology. It's be so much fun. Just sitting around watching and bitching on paper what just happened in the library or something. Oh well. Miss. Wonder if I'll get it back but I doubt so. Hard. Go Emot!!!!

I really should start to learn how to use paragraphings. (Is that even a word?)

The past few days I've been doing nothing but lying around reading comics. I gotta get work done. I hope I'm getting paid a substantial amount otherwise it's really not worth it running around doing all that shit. I mean, it's a good experience but the pay-offs ain't that great. It's not that great for a 26 year old guy without anything. Dude...I can't even buy myself a beer just for the fun of it. I have to think, calculate, analysis and re-calculate before I even buy a drink. Sucks man. Flat beer sucks.

Speaking of respect. It's a two way thing. How am i gonna account for anything if my stuff keeps getting moved. I need my own place. Anyone? Cheap place?

I knew it! I so predicted it back in Army like 5 or 6 years back. I knew the movie industry has ran out of ideas for movies and are turning to comic industry for ideas. Now they got themselves covered for at least 10 years or so. I mean, check it out. Harry Pothead - at least 7 years, one year each. Star Wars - another 6 years or so. X-men, LOX and Spiderman. They even did lame-ass (comparative) comic characters like Catwoman and Daredevil and Punisher. I knew they're gonna jump on Hulk and predicted Fantastic Four was next on their list. I mean, come on, it's a great opportunity to do some major CGI hit. I mean...FF!!! Dude!!!! Think about it. I think their keeping the major ones for future when the hype dies down abit. Next stop I'm sure they'll do Iron Man and Cap America. Wonder Woman and Superman (again) is already hanging somewhere. And once that, Avengers and JLA. Come on, we've got Flash and Green Lantern waiting. There's a pool of gold waiting there in the comic industry. They don't even have to think of new ideas. Just look to Marvel and DC. Hey! Don't forget Independent and Image and all the rest! When that's done. They've always got the fantasy section. LOTR...hmmm...I'm sure Dungeons and Dragons and the Dragonlance and Forgotten Realms shit will be next. (Not that crap D&D that they produced back then). Don't forget the music industry. They did a wonderful Doors thingy. Janis Joplin is coming. (Rene!! Rene!! Not Pink! I can't spell Zelwegereuhsdca). Hendrix and Nirvana is sure to be next. Hey man! It's the 27 years rock star age cap! Know your shit before yapping away like some yuppies at a pub going oooooo.....like you know everything. Bitch! I'm such a, quote from Sean Flytrap, "Comic book fan", or something like that. I'm such a whiner. Stop copying me!!! Blarg!

Why is there still no money in my bank although I've been working my ass off all the time. I'm practically working, or in some way, oh and I must add that my day is split only into two time zones, morning, and evenings, mornings, and after that, evenings till late, and weekends in some way again, and still nothing! Nada! Zilch! And every month bills turn up to be paid, singtel keeps calling me to pay more for my outstanding bill instead of the measly, to them but a lot to me, sum that I pay them even though I'm practically, but not really again, but in some way, starving. I hope this is intelligible. Or is it legible. Whatever. I'm so brain-dead. tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...........

There has been changes to some of the bands' time and venue. Here is it again.


Eugene's Moment of Truth will be performing on the 24th of July 4pm and 25th of July 1pm @ Paragon. Come join us. You are the music. We're just the band.

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emot rocks emot rocks emot rocks emot rocks emot rocks emot rocks emot rocks emot rocks

you wanna know why? come catch us. See the amount of curry we eat. (Who said I'm talking about the gigs we're playing)

Eugene's Moment of Truth will be performing on the 24th of July 4pm @ Paragon and 25th of July 1pm @ Far East. Come join us. You are the music. We're just the band.

What is the deal with cars tail-gating riders especially taxis. Anyway, Eugene's Moment of Truth is rocking. Gayatri kicks ass, and catch us at Tapestry.

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And check out my new hair cut.

Man I fucking hate all those drivers who think they're damn rich or think they have real nice, fancy looking fast cars. No regard for human life whatsoever. All they're concern about is trying to impress others. I don't mind the impressing part but with nothing to impress with..??? pleeeeease....buying the most expensive cars or making the most noise in a bar doesn't mean you have a big dick or you're cool. Just because you sit in an office all day and bitch and do nothing and yet take home a paycheck every month doesn't mean you can step over everyone. Just because you've finally reached top management doesn't mean you should forget how bad is it below. These people should have their nose punched in and given the two finger nose hook. These people should fucking get their cars smashed in. These people should get into a real accident due to their disregardness and find out that the person they knocked into and caused some kinda serious injury or death is actually someone they know. Man it could even be your kid since parents are such bad drivers too. All I'm asking is for everyone to be nice. Just a little nicer will do. Put on a smile and the world will be a nicer place. But Nooooo....you gotta act all high and mighty. Well finger flick to you. Dickheads.

Training's over. Now slack all the way. Today I gave Krystar a lift back. 2 of us with one SBO, 2 field packs and a huge carrier bag squeezed onto me Mag-mah and I gave him a lift back from Tuas to AMK Thailand style.

Man I barely survived ippt in camp. But I did ok. Dun think I'll be aching for a week. Here comes another $200 (silver lah) and no IPPT for a year!!! But got battle drills morrow. Boring. The shoot sucked today. COuldn't be bothered so I missed almost everything. Nice chicken chop at combined mess though. Sucky cheap $1.20 last layer tiger beer. urg.....

I'm blogging from camp!!! How cool is that. First two days. Slack. Learnt the new weapon and slept alot. It's hhhheaaaa-vyyyy...I prefer the old one, though the new one is far-out and looking at it when something breaks out, it'll be good. All secrecy and confidential eh. I'm going sooooo broke with buying stuff in-camp. Hope the project works out and some money comes in and can do other stuff.

I paid for a haircut today!!! (I normally don't) $16 freaking dollars. Totally not worth it. Reservist here I come!!!!

Near accidents Number 1
There was this 'L' plate car, turning right, followed by a a car turning left and me behind the car turning left. After a little confusion and slowing down, I passed the 'L' plate car and looked in and saw a cute, indie, arty-farty kinda girl and almost hit the kerb resulting in a soooper wide turning.

Near accidents Number 2
I was turning right and didn't really pay attention to the huuuuge truck going straight and had to slow swerve here and there to get away from the truck.

Near accidents Number 3
I tried to squeeze between a car and one of those this-is-not-a-safety-barrier barrier and ended up hitting into the this-is-not-a-safety-barrier barrier and my gear-shift thing got bent inwards. Couldn't change gears properly but just managed by jamming my foot inbetween the gear-shift thing and the foot rest. After riding from Jurong to Holland V. I managed to bend the gear back in place.

Near accidents Number 4
There was a spider on my bike.

Overhead at work sometime this week Ican'tmemberwhichdayThursdayIthinkoritcouldbeWednesdayIhavelosttrackofdays.

"If you like cooking, you can teach your maid to cook what you like to eat"

I think she meant If you like to eat, but still......something I read in some diver magazine about a yeear and a half ago never left my brain.

"Singapore is a maid cultured society"

I thin it's ok to have a maid to help with the occasional housework, BUT not as a substitute and getting the maid to
a) look after the kids,
b) do all the cooking,
c) look after the kids or
d) take care of the kids

Kids still need the parents there man. If you're too busy, at least don't treat your maid like dirt. You're not RHCP (I like dirt)

So anyway, it's not about bitching or anything (which I did), it's about all the freaking yuppies and...you know the rest, Last night, some company (won't mention which Great E insurance company) came over for their monthly get together. Man....never seen a bunch so.....well maybe it's just be, I'm not into these kinda things. All I like is a nice drink, some food, hang around, sing some tunes, like Zakk Wylde (sit with friends, drink some beer, sing some tunes) but I can't really drink beer. I dunno why. Spirits are fine with me. a pint of beer compared to a pint of say Gin tonic or whatever, I think the beer will puke me out. Digress, digress, digress. It's so fun.

We should all walk around with a smile on our face. Have fun doing whatever we are doing, get into the groove. That's my direction. And hopefully Emot's too. btw....Emot has 2 gigs coming up at the end of July. Check out -->Platform website (thanks Bidster!), but do keep checking cos it's not really up yet. LOL!!!!

Blarg blarg blarg. I so totally suck at videoing man. My shots look like shit. All I have is stinking iMovies on old Flower Power iMac. Even transferring the video across has bored me out. I suck. I bought the Canon something700 and only after bringing it home and lying on bed with the manual did I realize it doesn't come with the IEEE#$*232982321 something cable I need to transfer the videos to the comp. Luckily I THEN remembered the iMac came with such a cable when I bought it and had to go hunt for it. There also wasn't enough space in my comp so I had to backup ALL my protools files. 16GB of them into CDs!!!! I still don't have enough space to maneuver around the videos I'll be editing. THEN...how am I gonna back THEM up? I so need a new comp. Hopefully a nice Titanium G4 or is it G5 now? or I'll even settle for the ibook. I now know why we need DVD writers for. But how am I gonna back up at least 10gig of stuff on one disk? Only way is a spare hard-disk dedicated for backing up shit only.

YAWN!!! When is this gonna end. I have MFG meeting morrow afternoon. BFD morrow evening. EMOT sunday afternoon. WTF Sunday rest of the day. And shit work starts again on Monday. sigh. Hope I can cover enough grounds by next week so I don't have to do anymore the week after. At least I have Manic Jango's documentary to look forward to on Monday evening. Emot gigs coming up. Look out for them. Go EMoT! Go EMoT! Go EMoT!

Tee hee hee! Last night, Me, Marc and Elvis had nothing else better to do so we went to Lower Pierce Reservoir ro check out the "scenery" *wink* but there wasn't much so we went INTO the reservoir for a walk. There was this guy in shorts and cap and he was walking up and down the "bridge". Definitely not jogging him (already past 1am). So anyway, we went to the end and Elvis and Marc, as usual, had to take a piss (like the last time) and after that we walked down the grass patch to the other end towards the golf course. A fence was up so we turned back. On the way out, we hear something like a fail whistle "Witssshh witshhhh". LOL! Elvis and Marc took a glance at each other and started bolting like a couple of scared rabbits. I looked at them and "wtf?!" and started after them, then it hit me, what the fuck are we running for? It sounded like some guy in the bush either a) trying to scare us off, or b) it's the "calling" call for gays. hahahahahahahaahhahahah!!! funny man. We were like freaked out even though it was nothing. They said it was monkeys cos we heard some again after walking half-way across the bridge but I don't think so. Too late for monekys to be awake. I think it's that weird guy walking around's rendevous with some guy to suck dick. lol. So anyway we when back. Joke man.

Damn you food poisoning and fever!!!! But ok lah. Didn't feel like doing anything today also, so it's my excuse to lay around and do nothing.

It's been around 2 years since I've graduated. I haven't had a proper full-time job since then. But look at me man! I've got an Epiphone Les Paul, loads of effects pedals, a Daelim Magma, a Canon Vid-cam, a Nikon digi-cam, new phones, a cool band (Emot), another band (the other one), gigs, nice relationships and cuddles and all, my own name cards. TWO if i might add...I'm having the time of my life!!! I wonder what will it be like if I had a proper full-time job. Hmmmmmmm.....*dreams*

Giraffes bend over a lot

Wednesday after emot jam and on the way to Sim-a-Lim, Sexy Hot Bod Darr, the Bidster and me came across this small tiny kitten who took up alot of our time and caused Sexy Hot Bod Darr's stomach to whine. Just like the kitten. She was whinning non stop for the whole...oh i dunno, an hour or so? Tried feeding her ("when she opens her mouth, shove it in!!!") but she didn't want anyway.In the end I had to give up my Simple shoes shoebox for her and put her nicely under a tree cos we didn't know wat to do with it. When I got home, the lid (with holes in it) and teh milk was there but the box disappeared tigether with the kitten. I'm sure some kind soul took her under his or her care. Bless her. If not. Damn you motherfucker!!!!!

And yes, she was THAT small.

      

      

      

All in all. the month of May was pretty good. Hence the Merry month of May. Thanks to Stephanie for taking the pics for the Victoria School Arts Day music workshop thingy. Yes and Narc to you too. NARF!

      

      









      

      

         

And come down for E.M.O.T's 2nd live appearence at Youth Park on the 6th of June Sunday at 630pm. New songs in 2 weeks!!! But we'll only be debuting 2 of them.