Drug addicts are not welcomed

drug addicts

*high and mighty tone*
Hmph…then I’ll take my business elsewhere! πŸ˜‰

HDS:

2002: University life in Australia.
2003: Working life in KL.
2004: Cigar review in Kuching
2005: Blogger’s block. It was an omen for things to come…I couldn’t find anything to enthuse over and it culminated in perhaps the best post of sixthseal.com (in terms of mainstream controversial content) on the very same day a year later. πŸ™‚
2006: Psychotic break but not documented until two days later. πŸ˜‰

lame suicide attempt

Hmm…it seems like I have some form of Seasonal Affective Disorder hitting me around this time of the year. My posts during this time has been, for the most part, uninspiring and almost mechanical but if the annual trend analysis produces consistent results, then this is where Exciting Things (TM) start to happen to me as well, and the writing will pick up pretty soon. =D

HDS (The Undocumented and Personal Version):

2002: I had no direction, and was in a long distance relationship I wasn’t really happy with.
2003: I had no direction and was in a dead end job paying me peanuts and trying to support an increasingly expensive methamphetamine problem. I was tweaked out of my mind most of the time and on benzodiazepines the rest of the time.
2004: I liked working in Kuching and the pay is much better but I’m still supporting a destructive pattern of methamphetamine use.
2005: I was probably coming down from a 3 day meth run. It’s increasingly affecting my life and has evolved into a schedule where I don’t sleep or eat for three (3) days in a row and then crash and sleep on the third night for 12 hours before wash, rinse, repeat. This pattern can be seen from my posting frequency and style but I hid it pretty well with scheduled posts (this was back before CMS had scheduled posts) during particularly inspiring periods while tweaking.
2006: The first real love of my life (not drugs, a girl) dumped me. I thought she was perfect, she’s a pharmacist (what more could a drug user want? ;)) at a renowned private medical center but she turned out to be carrying a Shitload (TM) of emotional baggage that she hid really well. She was 29 and I was 25 and I just worshiped her. Unfortunately, she has self-esteem issues (despite being really beautiful) and other miscellaneous Problem Accounts Brought Forward (TM). I had switched to using opiates and had problem with heroin and other opiates like DF-118 (dihydrocodeine) and methadone. I had a bit of a psychotic break with all the stuff I was using and tried to kill myself. Drama. Pffttt…
2007: I was in a drug rehabilitation facility missing The Great Outdoors (TM) and telling myself (for the umpteenth time) that anything would be better than this. I counted the months and days till I could get out and promised myself not to use again.
2008: I kept my promise and haven’t used drugs but am involved in a devastating pattern of unhealthy relationships with unavailable girls/women. Sigh…my so called life. Oh well. πŸ™‚

Why is August so depressing? Is history doomed to repeat itself? Why am I doing this to myself?

My apologies for sicking this Pity Party (TM) on you. Misery loves company. πŸ˜‰

The next post will be more uplifting, I promise. πŸ™‚

sixthseal.com KFC ad on MSN Live Messenger

kfc-ad

I finally managed to get the MSN Live Messenger Blogger gets Twister-fied KFC ad that has the inbound link to sixthseal.com. It took a lot of clicking on the close button and double clicking it from the task bar again to reload the MSN ad though…

kfc-ad-anim

Wah, can get OCD like that wei…

kfc-ad-expand

Anyway, the animated ad is at the bottom of MSN Live Messenger and it expands into a larger ad with text from my entry on the KFC Toasted Twister.

kfc-ad-warp

The cursor is changed to a Toasted Twister wrap and it warps the letters around the text excerpt. There are excepts from two blogs, with the top one being mine and a photo of me eating the KFC Toasted Twister.

kfc-ad-game

Warp is an anagram for wrap. There’s a mini-game where you find all the words – I think it’s supposed to be “Try me now”.

kfc-ad-link

I clicked on the sixthseal.com link in the advertisement and it really links back to the KFC Toasted Twister entry that I did. Nifty. πŸ˜‰

Toasted Twister = KFC toasted chicken wrap
Twisted Toaster = Home appliance that enjoys toasting your fingers

HDS:

2002: Some mundane post about university life in Australia.
2003: Some mundane post about working life in KL and site news.
2004: Some mundane post about working life in Kuching.
2005: Writer’s block (blogger’s block?). There’s no post for today in this year. It seems seasonal around this time, I can feel it now. πŸ˜‰
2006: Lunch Box Cafe review with Joanne in Kuching.

Hari Ini Dalam Sejarah

history

The annals of sixthseal.com are kinda messed up since I don’t actually have a backup copy of my own blog – the archives you see on the sidebar is a monthly HTML manual save, and it’s not searchable since it’s not in the main blog database. Clicking on it is probably going to rape your bandwidth since one month’s worth of sixthseal.com posts will likely choke even the most robust broadband connection.

I’ve been meaning to do something about it but I’m a natural at procrastination. It just reminds me of this saying “Procrastination is like masturbation – It may sound like a good idea at the time, but in the end you’re only fucking yourself”. Thus, I have decided to do a Hari ini Dalam Sejarah (Today in History) feature where I upload the posts of the day starting from 2002 until 2006 so it can be fully integrated into the blog.

This would be easier for me to do since I’ll only have to do 4-5 posts per day. It basically requires cleaning up the HTML code, and uploading the photos. This will appear at the end of every post starting from today until 365 days later (The Day Before Today, which would be best summarized as YESTERDAY in 2009). It’s a long, tedious task since I’ve been blogging daily since 2002 but in small doses, it just might be manageable. πŸ™‚

This is the debut post, the posts after this will just have the links at the bottom.

Hari Ini Dalam Sejarah Singa Laut Nombor Enam (sixthseal.com)

25th of August 2002

I was studying in Monash University in Melbourne, Australia and had just come back from a trip to the Grampians. The trip report was done on the next day since I was bushed (no pun intended) when I got back.

25th of August 2003

I was in KL and apparently had a lot of time on my hands since there were several posts. I had just gotten my job in XM Malaysia and also made a trip report of another sort which shall not be linked directly from this post. πŸ˜‰

sunwaypr.jpg

I made one final post about the The Tallest Book Tower + The Biggest Pushpins Jalur Gemilang @ Sunway Pyramid.

25th of August 2004

I was in Kuching working and wrote about this drinking establishment (of the non-ethanol variety) in town.

25th of August 2005

There isn’t an entry for this date on this year. Phew, I thought the previous day’s one was 25th. I’m glad it’s not. πŸ˜‰

25th of August 2006

siam paragon

I was writing about the Gourmet Market at Siam Paragon in Bangkok, Thailand. I went there with one of my ex-girlfriends. She had a pharmacist convention going on there and had a room all to herself so I booked a ticket and went with her since I was on leave at that time.

iberry sorbet

It’s very interesting to see how my writing style changes throughout the years. My belief system and experiences have gradually shifted as well, and it always makes me nostalgic to go through the archives.

Hope you enjoyed the journey back in time as well. Cheers!

PC Fair 2008

pc fair

I went to the PC Fair 2008 at Delta Mall yesterday. It’s not the PIKOM organized event, but a smaller scale expo by local IT organizations. There are still a lot of bargains to be had there though – I got an 8 GB USB drive for RM 73 (SanDisk Cruzer Micro) and am planning to get a Philips external HDD (3.5″ 320 MB) for RM 260.

pc cruzer micro

I know the prices might be kinda steep compared to KL prices, but it’s the best deals we get over here. There isn’t even a booth selling 16 MB USB drives which I’ve been hankering for. Anyway, I bumped into a couple of people there since it was the last day of the fair.

pc susie ting

This is the delectable Susie Ting, who for some reason or another is helping out at one of the booths over there.

pc me susie

It would be remiss of me if I didn’t do an XX Chromosome post on her since she is, by most standards, quite aesthetically pleasing. She’s a really friendly person too – the first thing she said when she saw me was that she can smell the liquor from my breath and inquired as to why I didn’t bring her along to drink. It was a Sunday afternoon. πŸ™‚

pc lcd fl

There’s also this very nifty UV signboard that I really liked, manned (womenned?) by Fang Ling. It accepts an AC adapter and you can write on it and it can display various colors according to the settings. The ink is erasable and you can write whatever message you want on it and then erase it and put up a new message the next day, The power consumption is pretty low too, so it’s more practical than an LCD screen (which would probably get my car smashed and the electronics stolen).

pc lcd

I want it for the rear of my car – it’s going to display a quote of the day or a random post and it’ll have the sixthseal.com URL on it. This is much better than plastering your car with blog stickers, since it’ll be inside the car itself and powered by a battery array. However, at RM 488 it’s a little bit on the steep side, and a friend of mine who went with me told me it can be fabricated for much less and at a custom size to boot (no pun intended), so I’m going to go for that option – take the tinted glass off my rear window and install this thing – guerrilla advertising and all that. πŸ˜‰

pc siew ling

I also bumped into Siew Ling a.k.a. my little sister at the fair. She’s not actually related to me, she’s a model for my Oreo advertorial. She’s a really nice person and I always feel comfortable around her. She’s very soft too, and cute. Adorable! I don’t usually get attracted to younger girls, but she would be the exception. πŸ˜‰

Airwaves band @ Bamboo House

airwaves band

I was drinking at Bamboo House last night – it’s a very chilled out place with a live band that attracts a more subtle clientΓ¨le. This is the Airwaves band – they sing covers of popular English, Chinese and Malay songs. They hail from the Philippines and directly above and below this column of text is the obligatory XX Chromosome shots. πŸ˜‰

airwaves camwhore


Airwaves band in action

Anyway, at about 12 AM, there was a large entourage of people entering the lounge. These people didn’t look like the sort that tends to hang out around drinking establishments – it’s a mixed group of people ranging from probably their late 30’s to 60’s.

airwaves band band

It seems like they’re from Selangor and they’re in the hotel for a function of some sort and the entire group adjourned to the lounge to have a couple of drinks. Most were dressed rather formally and I honestly didn’t expect this group to raise the rafters…

airwaves raising

…but they did. πŸ™‚


Blast from the past! The Twist is back. Old man dancing…vibrantly.

The dance floor was quite empty before they arrived and this posse of fun loving mature people took to the floor quite liberally, doing the Twist and Cha-Cha, which were probably all the rage during their time.


Susu Niang Niang – classic song for a classic crowd.

I love these people, most of them didn’t look like supermodels (understatement of the year) and yet they didn’t care and just lived life. I learned something from them.


Forever young!

airwaves twist

They were chronologically advanced, and yet they still know how to kick off their shoes and just let their hair down.

airwaves shoes

Them dancing shoes…

I wanted to do a See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil pose but one of the singers apparently thought I enjoyed having my boobs grabbed from behind.

airwaves evil boobs

Eh, don’t pok mong me, can? πŸ˜‰

airwaves evil

See No Evil. Hear No Evil. Speak No Evil.

File under: Lazy Sunday morning posts. πŸ™‚

Blogger gets Twister-fied

kfc the star

I was approached by a media company for permission to use my photos in an online ad campaign for KFC a few weeks back. It was meant to be non-monetary (e.g. free) but with an inbound link to the post in question about the KFC Toasted Twister entry I did a few weeks ago. It came out in The Star (pictured above), MSN Malaysia and MSN Live Messenger this week.

kfc msn ad

I’ve seen it also on the Today screen of MSN Live Messenger. There seem to be two (2) versions of the ads:

kfc SS

Skyscraper unit

kfc LR

Large rectangle unit

The two versions above does not have the inbound link but I’ve heard from a friend that there’s another splash page version that comes out occasionally with an inbound link if you click on the headline (other parts of the ad will direct you to the KFC website).

Has anyone seen that version around? Cheers! πŸ™‚

Speak no evil

bound

I have been doing a lot of thinking lately about the direction this blog is going. The recent two controversial posts – the thinly disguised “human advertising” post and the profanity laced Dear Aries confession has received a lot of negative feedback from people I care about. I talked to one of my friends about this issue – he’s about the only one detached from the blogging scene to be able to give impartial comments and thought really hard about what I should do.

arrows

This is what I tend to doodle when I’m thinking about the direction I should be taking. I ponder the pros and cons while drawing opposite arrows.

house witch hat

I also found myself drawing this house/witch’s hat thing when I was particularly stressed out. I’m sure psychiatrists can make sense of my feelings from analyzing that, but I usually just draw this when I’m worried or stressed:

zipper doodle

It looks like a zipper, a friend of mine told me. I’ve never thought of it like that. I am always thinking of teeth when I sketch that. It’s supposed to be the upper and lower set of teeth.

Anyway, astute readers would notice that several posts have been discreetly unpublished during the last week and I’m going to do the same to the two “controversial” posts as well. It’s not an easy decision to make but one thing my friend shared with me really hit me hard.

How long are you going to be the bad boy? Beh sian meh? (Hokkien for “It’s getting old”).

I must admit that a lot of my early inspiration was CKY and Jackass and I noticed one particular thing while watching Jackass 2.5. Johnny Knoxville looks really old. It was revolutionary when it came out, but the Jackass franchise is a little like flogging a dead horse. It’s fun to watch once in a while, but only in small doses. I can’t keep on doing this stuff all my life, even with the self-destructive tendencies that gets out sometimes and I shouldn’t burden unwilling readers with them.

Thus, I’ve came to a decision:

sixthseal.com is going to branch off – there will be a new domain for personal and “controversial” posts, made available to friends only. This blog (sixthseal.com) will be maintained as the main(stream) site while the other domain will be limited to sporadic and occasional posts, much like the castitas.com arrangement back then.

No worries though, the main content will always still be at sixthseal.com since I don’t do much controversial posts anymore anyway. I *heart* sixthseal.com and I can never let it be anything less, so the other domain will always be on a lower priority and will only be updated very rarely.

It will be password protected and when updates are available, it will still be announced on sixthseal.com – it would be just like the good old days with castitas.com. πŸ˜‰

forgot name

Haz Cafe and Restaurant

haz cafe

Haz Cafe and Restaurant is an eating establishment with a lot of weird angled aquariums inside. I initially thought it was a seafood restaurant but upon further investigation it turned out to be a shabu-shabu restaurant. These places have been popping up like mushrooms over here ever since the success of Mitsu Shabu Shabu.

haz aquarium

The interior of Haz Cafe is dominated by 90 degree angled aquariums which I found rather odd. It does work well as a demarcation fitting though – the seating arrangements are clearly delineated by the design. I went there with Clare and Cheryl for dinner since Cheryl was in town.

haz interior

Haz Cafe has the standard fittings you’ll expect at a shabu shabu joint – there are receptacles for the pot of boiling broth and individual heating elements. The departure from orthodox shabu-shabu comes from the community BBQ grill in the middle. The place serves food that can either be dipped in broth or grilled with butter.

haz intro dish

There is a platter full of the standard trimmings for adding gustatory perception (a pretentious word meaning taste and texture) to the broth – vegetables, rice vermicelli, nori (seaweed), tofu, mushrooms and an egg.

haz beef mixture

This is the mixed beef platter – it contains various cuts of beef from tenderloin to sirloin. The variety just makes me tingle in my loins. =D

haz beef marbled

We also had another side order of a more marbled slice of beef. I can’t remember which part of the cow this came from.

haz pork

Oink Oink. This is the pork platter. Mmm…pork. πŸ˜‰

haz grill

The meat can also be grilled on the central BBQ grill but the place is meant for shabu-shabu style eating.

It seems that the art of eating shabu-shabu is lost on most people so I have taken the liberty of showing how it’s supposed to done:

haz 1

Step 1: Take piece of the sliver of meat/fish/crustacean.

haz 2

Step 2: Dip it with your chopsticks into the pot of boiling broth and start swishing it around.

haz 3

Step 3: Take it out again and consume. I know mine looks raw, but I like raw! πŸ™‚

haz 4

Step 4: Dump the remainder of your rice into the broth after the meal and consume the broth + rice mixture.

haz soup

You can also pour the broth into the rice if there’s not a lot left, but this is a departure from Tradition (TM).

haz cheryl

This is Cheryl Lim – an auditor who gets to travel around to places like Langkawi but works till late in the night, which takes much of the fun out of business travel.

Thanks for getting me the duty free cigarettes, Cheryl! πŸ™‚

Dear Aries: Your friendly neighborhood agony aunt (or uncle) debut

Problems stressing you out? You need an outlet for your anger? No cats to kick or other methods of venting frustration?

dear aries

Fear not, dear readers. I have introduced a new category in sixthseal.com called Dear Aries. It’s basically where you can write in about your personal problems and I will read and listen with a sympathetic ear and give you advice (which I hear is the worse kind of vice ;)). This is the first letter I have received from Confused in Miri, Sarawak.

Spend some time with me, say you’ll be mine

Dear Aries,

I am caught between a rock and a hard place. I met this girl at work and I’ve been attracted to her ever since I saw her. I’ve been secretly admiring (God, I hate this word) her for a while now, though I knew she was attached. Her boyfriend picks her up from work everyday and I’ve been wanting to ask her out ever since I saw her. I spoke to her a couple of times when we bumped into each other at the elevator and she seems like a nice person.

Anyway, fast forward to several months later and I started noticing that her boyfriend has stopped picking her up from work (God, I’m such a stalker). Curious about this sudden change of affairs (and seeing an opportunity), I inquired about the situation when I bumped into her again. Apparently, the boyfriend is Out of Town (TM) so I decided to ask her out.

Well, you know what love is right? It’s psychical attraction at first sight and then personality compatibility at the second stage. That’s where the problem comes in – we hit it off immediately. It’s like we’re kindred souls, and we started going out for lunch and at night. I’ve never met a girl like this before, one that I could easily talk to and open up with.

Anyway, pretty soon we had a rather intense relationship going. It’s pretty much all or nothing with me. I gave this relationship everything I had coz I thought this girl was Worth It (TM). Was she The One (TM)? I don’t know, but she’s been the closest “one” ever since this pharmacist I was going out with in Kuching broke up with me.

It was really, really good for a while. I literally worshiped the girl. She’s a little older than me and she’s very mature and that really appeals to me. She grounds my impulsive, self-destructive personality and she’s been really nice to me too, little gestures like bringing breakfast for me coz she knows I only drink coffee for breakfast.

Anyway, pretty soon The Boyfriend (TM) found out about the relationship and all hell broke loose. She stopped seeing me, although we still talk on the phone and arrange for secret, quick rendezvous sessions. Lately though, I have noticed that it’s just not good enough for me anymore. I don’t want a “girlfriend” that’s only available on the phone instead of being beside me. I hate the feeling of not being able to hug her and kiss her and just feel the comfort of being with her.

She was very honest and open with me that she’ll be leaving very soon and that we could never have an open relationship. It has to be covert due to the Unique Circumstances (TM) that she was in. I thought it would be good enough for me, but back then at least I got to go out with her. She can only stay at home now and just talk on the phone due to Restrictions (TM) placed on her since being found out. We can’t even go out now and it’s probably going to remain this way until she leaves.

What should I do? Should I just call it quits and pull out? Or do I torture myself by being a hermit for the remainder of the time and stay at home in the very rare occasion that she manages to sneak 10 minutes to be with me?

Do I pull the Band Aid off in one quick motion or do I pull it slowly off?

da confused

I used to say I never met a girl like you before,
Still ain’t got a fucking clue to who you truly are…

Please help,
Confused
.

Dear Idiot,

I got bored reading your letter halfway. Your verbosity exceeds even that of Ayn Rand. Has anyone ever finished reading Atlas Shrugged? I didn’t think so.

Kindred souls, my ass. How long have you been going out with this girl? It’s probably still the honeymoon period right?

I’m not even interested to hear about your personal attributes, which you so generously sprinkled throughout your letter, you narcissistic fuck.

Get to the fucking point, you took up several paragraphs writing the background which could have been achieved with six words in bullet form.

Okay, let me get this right.

1. Girl = Unavailable.
2. You = Infatuated.
3. Girl = Leaving.

That’s the gist of what your long winded letter was saying right? Read your #3 again. Again. And again.

Which part about leaving do you not understand? Imbecile!

You pathetic fuck, stop feeling sorry for yourself and move on!

It seems like you listen to Eminem from the quote from Spend Some Time. It’s a very good break up song, I have taken the liberty of scouring YouTube for a video and embedding it here for you to listen to and start being a man again. Listen to that bit about “but when someone seems too good to be true, they usually are”.

Quit using “anyway” and “well” as paragraph leaders in your writing. It’s very irritating to read.

Oh, and over here in Malaysia, we call them “lifts” not “elevators”.

P/S – What’s with that (TM) shit anyway? Your dad patent the word one izzit?

Break in at my house

break in

There was a break in at my place last night at about 2:04 am. This house still has the old skool glass shutters and metal grill which is rather easy to pry open. Apparently the intruder(s) carefully removed the glass shutters piece by piece and reached in to pry one side of the metal grill to gain access.

break in pry

They even had the consideration to stack up the glass shutters nicely and leave the screws on the floor outside that window too. Thank you, the gesture is much appreciated.

Anyway, it appears that nothing was taken so I presume they didn’t manage to gain access after all. How did I know it was 2:04 am? I heard the house phone ringing and woke up to take a piss and heard the sounds of someone(s) beating a hasty retreat so I went down to investigate and found the grill pried open.

Oh well, at least this seems to be the work of petty thieves. There was another break in earlier in the year in which they took – get this – a pair of my jeans and a tin of Milo (no kidding). Thus, my most prized possessions, which are the photographs contained in my notebook and various USB drives and DVD-Rs are safe.

They wouldn’t be interested in that, I presume. πŸ˜‰

usb drives

Don’t touch that please, your primitive intellect wouldn’t understand
alloys and compositions and things with…molecular structures.

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