First of all. Fucks!!! I bought the number 8718 at the gaming counter "Magnum". The number that came out was 7718. I bought 10 bucks big and 10 bucks small. If only the 1st number was 8, I would have been 2 thousand bucks richer. Well... fate lar... (Oh yeah... please don't judge me. I've already gave up betting on Football, Tennis, Badminton, Golf, Basketball, Volleyball, Snooker, Pool & Beauty Pageants. So I am a changed man. Buying Magnum, Toto and 1+3D is something I indulge in once in a while).

So... the cast of the night. Julian, Vincent, Tai, Me & a gal that wants to remain anonymous (er, lets just call her... Windy). Initial plan... Drinkies with Windy at 8.30pm. I'm obviously excited. Chick wor... who wouldn't. I spend my day watching the eclipse, fixing my car, having lunch with my x boss, going for a haircut (must look good mar), watching Simpsons, taking a nap and eating.

I wake up at 7 ish and Jules calls 10 mins later. His plan, dinner at New Paris (a restaurant with good food.. and the food is served fast, and I mean lightning fast). So... I make my way to the restaurant located in SS2. I order Sweet & Sour Fish, he orders Watermelon Chicken and I order "Fu Yuee Yau Makk". Er... I'm not sure how to pronounce it in English. It's basically a veggie cooked in some fermented paste. All the dishes were biasa lar. The only one which was a bit different was the Watermelon Chicken. Sorry ar... no pics. My camera only comes out after a few drinks. Anyways, I sms Windy to confirm the time. She says that she'll arrive at Sid's between 9.30 - 10.00. Jules and I finished dinner at 8.55. Jules tells me that if we're staying at the restaurant, he'll leave my ass there, but if I want, we can grab a beer while I wait for Windy.

We drive to Gashaus in TTDI which is at the same row with Sid's. We get there at about 9.15 and I sms Windy that I'm at Gashaus grabbing a beer. Lili Lala.. Julian gets a call. Vincent and Tai are looking for a place to drink. Jules tells Vin that we're at Gashaus and that he'll be leaving at 11 cause tomorrow is his dad's birthday and he wants to go home early. They want an early night too so they make their way to Gashaus. By the time Vin and Tai arrives, Jules and I have drunk close to 2 jugs. Vins orders another jug which he and Tai consume. A bit later in the night, Windy arrives and joins the guys. We obviously order more beer.

So as usual lar, we drink and chat. Then Windy gets bored and decides to measure the diameter of our penises (hmmm... that sounds better than dicks). She whips out some serviettes, makes a triangle, places it on the nail of our thumb and proceeds to tear it up according to the lenght of our thumbnail. Well... this part gets a bit wierd. (disclaimer: the sizes shown are not small but huge till proven otherwise).

Vincent has a square penis. I'm pretty sure it's difficult to find a keyhole for this key.

Tai... typical asian lar (please remember the disclaimer above).

Jules... lets just say Malaysian women are a lucky bunch.

Er... this is mine. First of all.. no vaginas will be able to accommodate this penis design. Secondly... if this really did exist, I would have cuts on my right hand. Hehe... Myth lar har...

We all had a good laugh lar. As usual, alcohol is never dissapointing. By the time we leave Gashaus, it's already pass midnight. Initially, Tai wanted to go for a nice heavy supper. The Pork Soup and Hokkien Mee. But as Jules wanted it to be an early night, and Vince was feeling kinda lazy, we went for the next bext option... "Lok-Lok". We all whack quite a bit. And it was good as usual.

Pork balls on a skewer... plus veggies. Well... we are a healthy bunch (that drinks like there is no tomorrow).

Vincent enjoying the Lok-Lok and Windy's sexy legs.

After makan, we all make our way home. My gas was running low. So I had to make a detour before I drive home. Luckily I was sober. I have done this numerous times. I'll pump petrol when I'm drunk, and I'll remember about it the next morning, and I'll wonder if I made sure the transaction was ended. Damn scared that I did not put the nozzle properly, and then the next guy comes and pump petrol for free, and then he brings his friends and pumps petrol for free, and they bring their relatives and friends and pump for free... you get the picture lar. I'll be screwed. Broke with a hangover.

Pumping diesel. At Rm1.70 per liter, it's not worth driving a diesel anymore.

This is the damage. And the tank isn't even empty yet. With road tax costing me RM898 per year, tires costing me 350 bucks each, if getting fucking expensive to maintain my truck.

My sis did tell me to sell the truck as we have another spare car at home. But the things is, trucks has no second hand value and I'll be losing a lot of money due to depreciation. I'll just have to keep it for now.

So... my life is always about things to look forward to. What is there for me to look forward to? 1st of all, drinking session this Friday. Guaranteed gila babi drinking... cause it's Vincen't Birthday. 2nd, a nice beach holiday in Penang. Suppose to go to Pangkor Laut Resort in Pangkor Island... but the rooms are fully booked due to the school holidays. Well, going somewhere is better than nowhere...