Life For Rent

They released a drink called Anything and Whatever, finally! LOL This is funny.

So next time when you are asked for your choice of drink, you may want to re consider answering ‘anything’ or ‘whatever’.

For those of you who use lifts at work or to and fro home (especially the very high rise ones), has it occured that you enter the lift at the ground floor, you move to the back to allow others to enter. One person will stand right in front of the buttons that control the doors and the different floors. S(he) stares at the panel, but does not attemp to press the ‘door close’ button.

It really pisses me off big time. It is an unwritten ‘rule’ that whoever is in front of the panel, does the controls. The door opens at a level, people go out, and he stays there stoning away till I get fed up and I make my move from the rear to close the door myself. In my office building, if no one presses the buttons, the doors stays open for 5 seconds before closing on their own, and 5 seconds is a LONG wait in a hot and stuffy lift even though we have a small LCD screen tuned to bloomberg..

Does this happen in HDB lift too? Or does it happen in other buildings for that matter? One thing I have realised, it is always the males who don’t bother. Or am I THAT impatient? I seriously do not adore staying in a stuffy lift for any longer than necessary, and 5 seconds of idle time when the door could have been closed and be on our way, is 5 seconds FAR too long.

Moving on, I got my PC back. What a struggle carrying it to and fro to Sim Lim… it was deemed that the motherboard was dead. Couldn’t get the exact same one so that means the OS has to be reloaded(for those technically sound, you’ll know). Now I always thought we could just reinstall the OS, but apparently I was told it had to be reloaded from scratch, ie reformat and install. No way Jose!

So the solution I came up with was to get a new HDD (needed another one short term anyway), 160G, install the OS on it so my existing HDD will be left alone and be used as a secondary drive. Spent the whole night trying to place the ‘old stuff’ back into the new OS… patches, my programs, browser favorites (this took a while although the solution as simple.. darn I got rusty.. forgot where all the files were located).

But it is good to see the OS clean.. and the comp runs far quicker with the same specs. That is the good side of having a fresh OS. The downside of course is you got to reload everything again. And only for a certain time before the software ages and it is back to the same problem. Yes, software has wear and tear too, just like people, cars, machines… I won’t go into the technical details since all of you who can read this have probably experienced it.

Also I found this really cool new program to do my mixing. I don’t have mixers or CDJs at home, so I will have to rely on software and I really suck at it so I had to use a very primitive one. With this, it is going to make my job a whole lot easier. Let’s see how it goes… will try it out over the weekend and do a mega set, broken into 3 or 4 parts since CDRs can only store like up to 80mins each?

Anyone knows of sites like yousendit? Cause for free, yousendit can upload up to 100MB only. Typically a 60-80mins set will be around 95-110MB. Damn. Recommendations people pls!
It’ll be far easier to share the mixshow this way rather than getting it from me via MSN. I will be moving sillypore to a new home soon. Bigger web space, and loads cheaper. I will be able to dump my mixshows up there then but for now I will have to find workarounds…

It is time to work! I can almost hear RuPaul scream “You better work!”

I think my comp CPU is fried. CB…

Gotta bring it for servicing. Thank goodness I know who and where to go.. phew!

Chanced upon this article on ST today, about this hotel/motel in another country that caters to homosexuals but prohibits lesbians and heterosexuals from entry as far as possible, due to harrassment. They want to allow their guests to do what they feel comfortable doing, and that is to be themselves without being harrassed.

I do wonder though, is it better this way? Should people learn to co-exist, rather than draw the line that says “This is my world, no entry to you if you are out to make trouble”. Tough call, but I guess they had enough of nonsense.

We hardly get nonsense here. Maybe one or two gay bashers. Or SOME guys who go like ” yeee i dont want to go to tanjong pagar, there got a lot of gays i scared they molest me.”

Oh for haven’s sake, please go listen to fashionista. You think we molest anyone with a dick on the streets? Let me ask you, do you touch every single woman and go after anything with a pussy? Most of you won’t. So what is it that is so hard to understand bout gays?A father rapes his daughter and it comes out in the news… people just go tsk tsk.. A man molests another in the gents and it becomes sensational news.

I am just thankful that there are lotsa str8s out there still like my best friend. He has every right to have the wrong idea. Got molested by this trainer who turned gay after being dumped by the gf. Double whammy. So he may think all gays may be out to touch him cause he has that fear, and maybe gays are people who are so because they got dumped by girls. I wouldn’t blame him. He has every reason to. But true enough, he tells me “but you are my best friend. it is different” when he finally asked me bout it and I told him why I didn’t tell him earlier. We respect each other as individuals. And he aint that bad looking either. He’ll be wanted anywhere… heh heh.

My point is this. Before you make such comments like “I am afraid they will molest me” please look yourself in the mirror first. There are MANY of you out there, yes, you! I can tell you straight, you won’t get molested, even if you are the last male with a dick in the world.

As Jimmy James sings… NO ONE, UGLY, ALLOWED!

I am very proud of ben. Nice chap, takes cares of friends. Getting more and more bitchy though. He doesn’t go to gay clubs because it is a gay club. He doesn’t hang around with us because we are gays. It is because he loves the partying and the music. And he just hangs around with us as another fellow human being. Str8 or gay, does it really matter?

Unfortunately there are still some out there who look WORSE than WARRANT LUM (don’t ask me who he is, only ben knows) who think all of us are dying to molest them. What these people need is a good verbal whacking. And that I will give, whenever they bump into me.

I don’t think I am a bitch. Yet. But whatever it is, don’t bitch a bigger bitch.

The tongue is a double edged sword. Live by the sword. Die by the sword.

Fabulous sundays was quite disappointing. Lousy drinks (as usual), no balloons, no confetti (because to save them for next week), and no acrobats(they went back to china). That is what I got from DJ George. Excellent programming once again, but I guess I was too sober, too tired and too sick to really party on. And with all the music, it lacked the touch… the magical touch.

So we went on the wrong weekend. Next weekend is Rihanna’s night. And confetti and balloons should come down once again, according to George. Sigh.

Why am I so unlucky this weekend.

And yeh I got a busted CPU. Dammit. I’ll have to take half day leave tomorrow afternoon and bring it to Sim lim to have it looked at by an ex colleague… my ex encik who is now doing what he loves full time. How cool… So if you guys need PC help, I’ll refer you to him. You may not get used to him initially, but he is a nice chap. Just very loud. VERY. But he is nice. And VERY good with pc hardware.

George oh george, you didn’t play my song!!! *cries*

My poor sunday virgin friends… such a bad first impression especially after all the hype I drove. Fabulous sundays had the magic no other party and clubs have. This past weekend, it lacked that magic.

Chanced upon this article in Sunday times on Dr KK Seet’s purchases overseas. On impulse, he and his partner (as quoted) bought a house by the sea on impulse while traveling in Thailand.

Dr Seet, senior lecturer in NUS, and recently seen on TV as a resident judge on The Arena, is one of those creative and truly gifted home bred Singaporean. I stress the word CREATIVE and GIFTED.

I won’t say I am a big fan, but I truly admire the accomplishments he has done in the creative industries. His webbie is at http://www.kkseet.com/

One thing I’ll say. He’s everything I’m not. At least at this point, it is still everything.

It is sunday!

Just in case you forgot..

Click below..

*chances on a girl puking her guts out at an alley near Play*

*Offers tissue to the girl*

- Girl’s friend : Thanks. I think it is the drinks. It is strong!

- XXX : No la. Your friend can’t drink that’s all. *storms off*

Omg. Guess who is XXX? LOL!!! When I heard it I wanted to ROFL….

Darn I’m ill. Yes the prince has a cold. But that didn’t stop me from heading down to Play yesterday to check Kumar out. Would have been my first time attending his show.. can you believe it? And well I didn’t have to pay entry so why not? Yes I know I am a cheap whore.

She is as funny as hell.. insulting all the races, chinese malays , japanese, caucasians indians.. Whynot got bitched. And all that aside, what the heck was wrong with the 27 year old birthday boy? I don’t wanna say what he did out there. Those who were with me and the whole Play knew, but doesn’t he know it is rude to snatch the mike away from the host when you get invited on stage for a birthday song? Not once, not twice, at least 10 times. Loser. Pathetic. And he ruined Kumar’s ring. Good luck to you. Hopefully you’ll live to see your 28th birthday

I have just finished a mixshow, using very primitive audio editing tools. I couldn’t adjust bmp so I had to try and use some tricks to cover up the zao beats (beat out of sync during mix in) I couldn’t do much EQ (not that I am very good at it anyway). And yeh I need new speakers. My comp speakers is dead in one side… gawd.

Is altec lansing good?

I don’t know if I can make it out on Sunday with my illness and all… but if I do.. power house anyone?

WIFE’S DIARY
Sunday night.
I thought he was acting weird.
We had made plans to meet at a cafe to have coffee.
I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset that I was a bit late, but he made no comment.
Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere
quiet so we could talk.
He agreed but he kept quiet and absent.
I asked him what was wrong.
He said: “Nothing.”
I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.
He said it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry.
On the way home I told him that I loved him. He simply smiled and kept driving. I can’t explain his behavior;I don’t know why he didn’t say: “I love u, too.”
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed distant and absent.
Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed. I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.
I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don’t know what to do. I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.

HUSBAND’S DIARY
Today, Manchester United lost the match. DAMN IT..!!
(ends)

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That was suppose to be a joke. Amazingly, that is how my life is somewhat. *sigh*
Or maybe that is how it is like for every fellow lousyluver.

I got this off a blog:

“i struggled with my sexuality at the time when all i knew about homosexuality was ah-quas who carried haversacks and mineral water bottles at beaches, or effeminate men who are more feminine than the girls i knew.

i didn’t know who i could talk to. i could identify with all the feelings of those lurid stories scrawled on the back of toilet doors. those feelings i tried to deny.

i came out at a time, when we lived in shadows. we clubbed on sunday nights because we were afraid. ours was a love that dares not mention its name.

i believe that our actions today shape the world tomorrow.

there are many people before me, who stood up to be counted. today we club unmolested by the police in taboo, why not, play, st james because of a group of men who were brave enough to complain about a police raid at Rascals on 30 May 1993, where policemen shouted rudely at patrons. 22 of them signed the letter, and they received an apology from the police commissioner. to this day, besides drug raids, i have yet heard of harrassment.

the next time you revel to throbbing beats on the dance floor, unafraid, unworried, remember these 22 men who stood up for you, 14 years ago.”

Were sunday nights the way it is because of that? I don’t really know. I was in polytechnic when I first looked around to this side of the world. I still remember the details back then. And I went online my dear’s msn cause I was working on the laptop and his brother dropped a line. Young lil boy, nice smile, very cute. He said one line that made me go ‘diao’. He said “you two look very sweet together”. I haven’t met him in person, but he does sound very sensible. What is with kids these days?? Is he gay too? I don’t know. But he always looks happy. Always very smiley in the photos. hmm… They sure grow up real quick these days. I wonder if my generation and above can ever catch up.

I was chatting with ceddy about his row with the father and all. Anger management. hmmm… I told him, you know for the longest time I wanted to do something about mine. It is out of control. But I guess I never got any info on where to go and who to look for so things never really gotten on the way. It is a problem that I tried to fix but have never succeeded. Do I want to do something bout it? Hell I do. Can you imagine being me? I don’t really like being all of me. As I told ceddy, from young I used to have dreams. Dreams hoping someone could just kill me. I think it started a long time ago when I was still a boy, traveling with my mom in Paris amid all the shit that was going on around me. As we crossed the road, one motorcyclist decided he wanted to beat the red light. But I had already started walking onto the road.. Too late. Bang! I flew into the air and landed on the road. Everyone rushed towards me. And I was pretty confused from all the fuss and I didn’t know what was all the fuss about. Did I lose my legs or something? I felt no pain though…

Oh no.. not feeling anything is worse! But everyone was panicking and it freaked me out and I cried. But I decided to look backwards to see what happened possibly, to my legs or something. I saw nothing wrong. I stood up and walked back to the pavement. The police wanted to take me to hospital for a check but I refused to. I just got hit by a bike, flung into the air and landed on the ground without a scratch so leave me alone!

That was accident 1. The second one came hours later. We were in our rented car, a renault (i still remember the look and colour) and a car hit us perpendicularly onto the door I was at. Again I got away with it…

The dreams I had since then varied. Sometimes I visualise myself looking at myself being hit by another vehicle. I could see my neck twist 365 deg. I could see broken bones sticking out of everywhere. I didn’t die. But maybe it would be better if I did.

I have a rage and fury even I cannot explain. The kind of fury that can melt the sun. Seriously. Why? I don’t know. Do I need an anger management therapy?

Someone found himself in my master lock recently. I didn’t even lock it in fully. Maybe cause he didn’t appear that he could break out of it anyway. The after effects of it were evident.

So do I need therapy? I forsee things could get worse and worse, if it is not ‘treated’. Maybe someday I’ll snap the neck off someone and live to regret it.

Anger management course is really a nicer way of saying ’shrink’ is it?

Well, there is an easier way. Just kill me. I promise if you succeed I won’t come back to haunt you.

But hurt any of my friends, and for every single day I am alive still, I will hunt you down and murder your whole family in front of you if I have to.

Or maybe I don’t need to go through all that. But I’ll do whatever I can, to make your life a living hell, every single day that you remain alive.

The funny bit of it all.. hmm. I am totally calm and collected when I think through all these. You can imagine, when I am NOT calm and collected. Even I don’t know what I am truly capable of doing. *sigh*

Help me… or kill me.

Ever wondered how Super Sunday is like at St James Power house?

Indeed since Centro days, the king of Sunday nights, DJ George Leong who is a friend of mine spins every Sunday night at Power House from 11pm till late.

Check out this vid, featuring all the supersunday boys, and one of my favorite tracks, “Since you’ve been gone”. People who know me will know I love to scream into remixes like that. Apparently the boys seem to love it too! As the song ends and a new song comes on, it sounds like Beyonce’s Deja vu (Freemasons remix). Weird mixing actually from the vid, but heck when one is high enough, you don’t really care!

So for all those who have no idea how the famous sunday parties are like here in Singapore, check out the vid, in Singapore’s largest dance club yet.

Apart from work, this is one good reason why I would rather be on the floor, than at the deck. But then again, every DJ likes to see the crowd react wildly to the music. And Sunday crowds are very reactive indeed. These boys (and girls) know how to have fun! It rains balloons, confetti, even condoms (you didn’t know that right Ms Lawyer @ NUS whore) everything comes down at the right time at the right song. The lights are darn good, the VJ does a great job with the screens too.

Better than any club I have seen. Yes including R/B clubs even. This one takes it all.

Guys can we go back there someday? I’ll try and get ‘our’ songs out!

THE PRINCE RETURNS BACK TO PLAY ON SAT, AND POWER HOUSE NEXT SUNDAY! WOOO HOO!

Watch the crowd scream to Kelly Clarkson! It just gives me goose bumps baby!

Music : Sexy Fuck – Who’s Who

Kelly Clarkson once again. Check out all the hunks and babes hahaha. Just this past April.