Razor Thin
It's been more than a month since my last posting and my apologies to everyone for not writing sooner.
Truth is, I just didn't feel like writing. Coupled with a hectic schedule and a different routine, I just didn't feel like updating my blog hurriedly in between appointments. Now that I'm finally home on study break, I think I owe it to myself (and everyone out there reading this) to sit my skinny ass (yes, I do have one) down and write something, anything.
In these past few months, I must have written a dozen articles in between my research paper. The plight of the poor, the Indonesian inefficiency and our suffering (haze/smog) and the rising cost of caskets, just to name a few. It's about time I finally wrote about something I'm wildly passionate about, myself.
I could write about how my hair has grown 3 inches since the last time I wrote about it but I won't do that. Instead, I'll interest you in hair on another part of my anatomy. *ahem*
So I got home yesterday about 9pm and went for dinner with my dad. During dinner, he suddenly asked me a very weird question.
Dad: How do you shave in KL?
Me: *While gorging on wanton noodles* I, umm, have a, umm, razor. *slurp* *slurp*
Dad: Oh, then you must remember to lather on before you shave else you nick yourself. Do you do that? You must get shaving foam or some gel.......
Me: *Empty plate* Yea, yea. I do that. Don't worry.
Dad, I got the not-so-subtle hint. I'll go shave lar..... So much for my 5 o'clock shadow....
Truth is, I just didn't feel like writing. Coupled with a hectic schedule and a different routine, I just didn't feel like updating my blog hurriedly in between appointments. Now that I'm finally home on study break, I think I owe it to myself (and everyone out there reading this) to sit my skinny ass (yes, I do have one) down and write something, anything.
In these past few months, I must have written a dozen articles in between my research paper. The plight of the poor, the Indonesian inefficiency and our suffering (haze/smog) and the rising cost of caskets, just to name a few. It's about time I finally wrote about something I'm wildly passionate about, myself.
I could write about how my hair has grown 3 inches since the last time I wrote about it but I won't do that. Instead, I'll interest you in hair on another part of my anatomy. *ahem*
So I got home yesterday about 9pm and went for dinner with my dad. During dinner, he suddenly asked me a very weird question.
Dad: How do you shave in KL?
Me: *While gorging on wanton noodles* I, umm, have a, umm, razor. *slurp* *slurp*
Dad: Oh, then you must remember to lather on before you shave else you nick yourself. Do you do that? You must get shaving foam or some gel.......
Me: *Empty plate* Yea, yea. I do that. Don't worry.
Dad, I got the not-so-subtle hint. I'll go shave lar..... So much for my 5 o'clock shadow....
glad to see a post after so long.i'm a loyal reader =>
post is too short!
Posted by me.tarzan | Friday, October 20, 2006 8:35:00 pm
lol..... thanks for checking back so often. ok, i'll try to update more this week while i can.
Posted by loopy | Friday, October 20, 2006 11:19:00 pm
5 o'clock shadows are just for ppl like Solid Snake. Grow a goatee like me! Guaranteed to pull in the chicks! Also makes a great conversation piece! Traps leftover food as well!
And I can still see the 'sun' actually...
Posted by Ãngelu§ | Saturday, October 21, 2006 12:32:00 am
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