Fellow Xangans have been asking me to post pictures of Mom. I’m more than willing to oblige. I must add that Mom isn’t photogenic, so she looks much better in real life. So, what say you? Hot or not?

1987

1997 (Sorry about the lack of clarity - scanner konked out)

2005
Not too bad for a mother of [...]

Without work or school, it’s almost stressful to post a single entry for Narcissism is Necessary. It’s getting so bad, I was beginning to toy with the idea of writing about Mom’s pride and joy - her fake plants. I had even taken pictures of them. This is what happen to people, you get carried [...]

Chucked my carkeys in someone’s car and forgot to retrieve them. Stuck at home for the day. Walked to get food for myself. Tosai, 3 roti canai and maggi goreng. Before you judge me, I only had 1 of each. Pretty good gravy.
Watched American Wedding. That’s American Pie 3 for the unenlightened. I cried. And [...]

Last year, my family bought a house near where we are currently staying. We meant to move in before the end of 2004. It never happened, because the stupid lawyers supposedly misplaced the documents, resulting in a delay of close to 5 months. My dad was particularly to be blamed, being male and all that, [...]

10am - 9pm:
Retail therapy at Nichi Fashion City, Jusco Maluri and Mid Valley.
Outcomes:
khaki shorts, dirtcheap MNG top that you will so approve, dirtcheap Bodynit top that will definitely not malfunction, a pair of fuschia sandals that Suan would approve and another pair of mules that she probably won’t.
9pm to 10pm:
Looking for my car in [...]

Finally rekindled my neglected relationship with Thai Club. Really packed, but fun nevertheless. The star event wasn’t clubbing itself though. It’s my brush with fame ala (almost) Janet Jackson.
The strap of my dress popped even before I entered the club. Damn panic, I tell you. At first Jayn and I ran to a hotel [...]

I have had my fair share of stinkass jobs and this one fits perfectly in it. I hate it. I fucking hate it. No, it doesn’t get better…it gets worse. And the fucking traffic jam that I have to endure for that fucking meagre salary. I don’t even get a computer. Fucking primitive kiamsiap arse [...]