in the Loop

Since it's been almost 5 days since I got back, I decided yesterday that it was about time do all my laundry that I hauled back from KL. After loading the washing machine, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the desire to do house chores. So I set out to satisfy by inner yearnings to tidy my abode.

First, I started cleaning up the dining table. Afterall, all bread crumbs and the milo stains from my breakfast had been casually ignored earlier.

Then I proceeded to dust off the television but 5 minutes into the ordeal, my back started aching so I parked myself on the couch and proceeded to watch the Spanish telenovela for an hour followed by some Korean drama for another hour.

While lazing on my bed later, I realised my bookcase was rather dusty as well. Determined to clean it from top to bottom, I took a few minutes to plan my task in order to ensure that I completely annihilate these asthma inducing particles. It was while inspecting the bookshelf that I started reminiscing of my younger days, religiously reading one detective novel to another.

So I did what anyone would have done. I picked up a copy of Hardy Boys - The Sinister Signpost and proceeded to dust it page by page from cover to cover. Then, I continued lazing on the bed, slowly enjoying the (mis)adventures of Frank and Joe.

The rest of the night was well, spent surfing the net aimlessly, as always.

This morning I woke up with my body aching all over, syptom of a productive yesterday. And then it hit me.... My clothes is still in the washing machine! I forgot to hang them up on the line!!

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Although I seem to have been on a movie marathon the last week (Casino Royale, Happy Feet, The Covenant) or two, there are quite a number of movies which I missed out, namely The Prestige. Really wanted to see it but, alas the stars just didn't align.

Also, there are quite a number of shows that I've been following lately on tv and I thought I will at least be able to watch it while in Ipoh to remedy my boredom here. Not to mention the few DVD's I've bought but never got around to watching them.

So last night, as I happily turned on the tv at 10pm to watch Alias (Season 5), nothing happened.........

My tv died!!! *wails*

And judging from my current lack of entertainment, I'm gonna follow suit soon unless the tv magically comes back to life.

What's with televisions performing harakiri anyway? First Becky and now mine... It's a conspiracy!!!

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Came back on Fri afternoon, decided not to haul my desktop back with me, afterall having a 20-inch widescreen LCD does have its disadvantages. Not to mention the disassembling would be a total drag.

Luckily, a fren of mine had the genius to throw a party on Saturday night and that essentially provided ample opportunity to have a little fun.

It was probably about 8something and the party was in full swing. A number of us were mingling around the buffet table and some ppl I barely knew chatted me up. I obliged with a pleasent exchanged before excusing myself to get myself a drink.

While sipping off the polystyrene cup, I moved away from the table, indulging in the bubbly sweet and sour sensation of, well, Pepsi Twist. Turning around, my fren, Cheshire Cat had his back turned to me and was sharing a joke with his fren across the table. Since I was basically blocked in, I decided to sidestep him.

Just when I took a step left to the side, with approximately half my body remaining right behind him *I need you to imagine our positions now* he decided to burst out laughing and his hand involuntarily yet forcibly thrust backwards.

*Smack*

*Urrrrgggghhhhhh*

Immediately, he sprung round and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

With my hand trembling and the cup in serious danger of slipping out of my hand, I replied monotonously.

"You hit me......"

And he had the audacity to ask "Where?"

By then, the blood had already been drained from my face and my forehead was perspiring rather excessively.

"Where do you think?" still sporting the deer in the headlights look.

He took a split second before the reality washed over his face and immediately proceeded to give a rather awkward apology; if you consider "Oh!" to be an apology...

Well, if you haven't exactly figured it out yet, with the both of us being relatively equal in height, his arm extended slighty below my navel and due to our unfortunate position during the untimely event, the back of his hand attempted to crush my tender bits.

I took probably half a minute to regain my composure and I am happy ecstatic as well as relieved to report that "things" have since returned to normal. It would appear that no permanent damage was done and it continues to function admirably.

PS. On another note, I'd just like to quickly mention that I played monopoly that night until 3am and it was loads of fun even though I didn't win.

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