Thursday, April 7

Mockingbros, it was great having your superb company whilst watching Vin Diesel pacify; Aya Ueto installing; the S-Diary of that Korean lass; and Linus & Co. losing to zee French in the final.

I just returned from a stroll around my neighbourhood in my fortuitous, pun-loving "Jean Tonic" boxers and I encountered many peculiar scenes that usually go unnoticed by most. As I passed the spacious houses behind my apartment, my eyes witnessed a Nippon dog (remember the telly advertisement where a mutt dirties the entire house but its boy master manages to clean it up swiftly due to the paint's wonder?) sprint toward a stray cat at the gate it was guarding and I expected to hear a flurry of hostile barks and meows of fright; but instead they exchanged an awkward kiss of sorts before reluctantly leaving each other.

Before I reached home sweet home, I came across an abandoned sofa outside one of the condominiums along my street, and decided to have a go and experience a sensation unlike any other (fulfilled wanderlust?); imagine slacking just a metre away from a desolate road in ample comfort on a well-cushioned sofa under the stars of nightfall and the sea breeze as your companion. Brilliant stuff. Can you wait for my camera phone, so that I may actually capture these images for your viewing pleasure?!

Liar. You know you can't.

Fatboy Slim - Wonderful Night

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