where ma alkie' at!
(Wednesday, August 10, 2005)[update]
listening to: incubus's make yourself.
the best thing that's ever happened so far is the haze.
everyone's bitching about it. don't know how to appriciate it. people. they never learn. my cat love the haze too, i can tell.
let me explain why i love the haze so far.
i'm home. no one wants to come out. absolutely everything and anyone that i know is staying in for the week. at least, after 6 months, i finally get some peace and quiet time to finish up my movies, my books, my notes and everything.
and the traffic is excellent. it only took me 4 minutes to get to klang from PJ this afternoon. i'm pretty fucking certain that the coppers were all conviniently indoors so i could speed up a little in the highway. even if they were out, the visibility is so limited, this time around the automated speed trap is busted too , i doubt they can see anything at all. everytime i go on the highway, i can't resist the temptation to go at least 170km/h. come on, how often can you drive with maximum speed without any worries for speed trap and everything? call that twisted logic, but i can't have a summon that says i was going 200km/h on the road, dad's gonna have queries later on...
the end.
[/update]
i promised whoever's reading the rubbish i litter here that i'll show them some of my bottles the last time i publish a photo of my room. this time around, i map it properly so everyone can see it. if you want the bigger photo, tell me.
there ain't many of them actually. we all know i'm a retired alcoholic.
so here goes.
the room map.
no.1
no2.
those are actually the close up shots. there still some of them lying behind the computer which i forgot till last night. but it's all good, i found them now.
