the company for last friday night was great. and after a long while, i finally managed to bump into didi. as usual it’s same ‘ol, same ‘ol. there is one thing, however, that seems to disturb me though. for the night itself, i just could not get any groove to soak in the atmosphere. i am old, i remind myself. and these places seems to sprout the quirkiest kind of characters. there was this midget and his posse and as expected the syiok sendiri tension will arise. sometimes, i wonder what were on their minds as they flung their arms and make those 2 steps dances. attention yes, appreciation no.
i , too, was hit by the syiok sendiri syndrome, which happens often anyway. maybe i need more than 2 the next time, yes?
moving on, the handphone has been misplaced. again. hopefully, someone will invent a handcuff for handphones for people like me.
i love those cows that’s been placed on grass patches. they’re cute, adorable and so nice. each day as i pass patterson road to work, i’ll notice them grazing along. is it a crime to take one of those home? i would love to display it on my ceiling.
mooing along, i love the music of low. very soft, melodic and inspiring. i like it, you should too.