And counting...

I just did a stock check on the amount of lingerie i owned. And realised with a mixture of amazement (when did they get this many?!?!) and a little disgust (how did i end up spending so much on them?!?!) that i could wear one new undies every day and it would take me more than 1 month before i got back to the first one! Talk about A LOT! Hahahaa...

Sitting in the drawer were over 20 pairs of lace bikinis, boyshorts, thongs and g-strings! That's not including those comfortable cotton briefs that one wants to wear on any plain, old day. For the uninitiated who are lost in lingerie jargon, please refer to Victoria's Secret for a comprehensive show-and-tell. NO! Of cos not! I am not going to pose in my undies for u! Watever gave u THAT idea? Duhz.....

And we have not even got to the bras and sleepwear yet! At last count, i have around 20 bras and 20 slips/babydolls. Now, i could do a fashion parade and it could last all night! Wahahaa...

I think i should be banned from any lingerie shopping, at least for the time being! Wat? U thought i was going to say 'forever'? Ha! Right. :P

Not well

My quota of being seriously ill for the year arrived early this year. I seldom fall sick, but when it does happen (which is about once a year), it's often with a vengeance. It happened on the 3rd day of Chinese New Year. So there goes all the visiting, partying, eating junk, drinking junk and basically gambling oneself silly (oh wait, i dun gamble unless it's overnite mahjong!) this year. There i was feeling strangely headachey when i woke up on that fateful day. As the morning passed, i felt hotter and hotter, my throat was getting more sore and the intense thumping in my head just refused to go away (no... it din have anything to do with all the late nites of the 1st two days of CNY, in fact i din even celebrate CNY but that's another tale for another day).

So i was lying there with watever life that was left in me for most of the afternoon. Evening came and i started to, guess wat? Puke my guts out! (It just gets better, no?) First was my lunch, followed by the little bit of red bean dessert i had for tea and the final straw was the meds that took after the last mentioned puke. By that time, i was a total wreak, my head was spinning in ten thousand different directions. I laid on the couch and refused to move a muscle. When i finally felt well enough to stand (without collapsing over), it was already 11pm. I had to be dragged to some 24-hours clinic at god-knows-where and waited with this ging-gang of people who, (looked relatively well to me), had nothing else better to do than to fight with me to see the doc in the middle of the nite. At last, after 10 over other patients, it was my turn. The doc said 'gastric flu and throat infection'. A jab at my butt and tons of meds later, i was able to go home. Needless to say, i crashed for 3 days.

BUT, that's not all, the 3 days later, i had diarrhea! For the next 2 days! Apparently, my gastric hasn't fully recovered. Yes, apparently.

Headache, fever, vomiting, coughing, sneezing, sore throat and diarrhea. I got everything i can for the year in the past week. Exciting, no? Yeah, i survived. Hooray for me! :(

Oh yah, happy Chinese New Year. Gong xi fa cai!

Sex scandals

Tsk, tsk, Edison baby. How could u? Okie, i mean u could (technically) but to 'lose' the pictures?! Now, that's extremely DUMB. Okie, probably not much loss to u cos u are the guy here. But then, the whole world now knows how big (or small) u are... Hahahaaa...

Then, there is the question of why did the not-so-smart female allow the pics to be taken in the first place? (Everyone say 'DUHZ' altogether now.)

Okie, i shan't blog about the stupidity of people anymore. By 'anymore', i mean 'for the moment'. Wahahahaaa....