<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:42:38.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE FLUSH AFTER USE</title><subtitle type='html'>SOMETIMES I BLOG, OTHER TIMES I CLOG</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-114592716274341200</id><published>2006-04-25T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:06:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARILAH MARI...BUANG PETI UNDI</title><summary type='text'>Well, you Kuching-ites must be a loaded lot, or you're all comfortably employed, coz none of y'all responded to my call for slaves.Anyway, its erection election time again here in Sarawak. Which reminds me of that song that's been around since the time of Noah and his funky ArkMarilah mari   Pergi Mengundi   Jangan lupa kewajipan   Pada Barisan NasionalIts been some time since I heard that tune, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/114592716274341200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/114592716274341200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2006/04/marilah-maribuang-peti-undi.html' title='MARILAH MARI...BUANG PETI UNDI'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-114484628600093266</id><published>2006-04-12T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:51:26.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VACANCY : RESEARCH ANALYST (Kuching)</title><summary type='text'>THIS IS SERIOUSI need a recent graduate in Economics/International Trade/International Business to work with me on contract basis.Requirements:Degree in any of the above disciplines; law graduates are also welcomeExtremely internet savvy - google and web search skills will be main selection criteria after academic qualificationAble to work in extremely stressful environments and tight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/114484628600093266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/114484628600093266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2006/04/vacancy-research-analyst-kuching.html' title='VACANCY : RESEARCH ANALYST (Kuching)'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-114456090543633845</id><published>2006-04-09T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T13:35:05.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS THAT HAS HAPPENED SINCE I LAST UPDATED...</title><summary type='text'>I have installed a land line to my house, and now we have streamyx (Yay!/big fucking deal...)I made my home a wi-fi zone (wooooh!/show off!)My work took me to a very scary part of IndonesiaI played golf for the first time in 2 and a half years, and still had an earful thrown at meGeorge Bush is still the most powerful idiot in the worldI stopped writing music reviews for the local paperThe paper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/114456090543633845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/114456090543633845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-that-has-happened-since-i-last.html' title='THINGS THAT HAS HAPPENED SINCE I LAST UPDATED...'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-113817010247288167</id><published>2006-01-25T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:21:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW EVERYONE’S A LAWYER</title><summary type='text'>The current debate about one’s constitutional rights and the supposed bossing around by folks of one religion over others is just something that’s been bubbling under the surface since the revered dude shouted “Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!” back in the days when they didn’t have colour television or microwave meals. In fact, I was told by a very elderly gentleman once that in those monochrome ages,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113817010247288167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113817010247288167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-everyones-lawyer.html' title='NOW EVERYONE’S A LAWYER'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-113764083207879464</id><published>2006-01-19T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:20:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"SNOOP GODD"</title><summary type='text'>Excerpt from The Star:"On Tuesday, Jawi director Che Mat Che Ali announced that 75 people had signed up to be part of the Putrajaya Islamic Council Volunteers Squad, which would look out for people performing “indecent acts”, such as couples showing affection in public, including holding hands."THANK GOD the cabinet stepped in and issued a blanket ban such 'vigilante' groups. A similar group was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113764083207879464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113764083207879464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2006/01/snoop-godd.html' title='&quot;SNOOP GODD&quot;'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-113741056832791440</id><published>2006-01-16T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T19:22:48.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINCE I'M ALREADY USING THE MOST EXPENSIVE HOTEL INTERNET SERVICE EVER, I MIGHT AS WELL BLOG ABOUT IT!</title><summary type='text'>RM1.90 PER MINUTEIf that is not INSANE, then Ellie Yousef Najem is really the third richest man IN THE WORLD! I'm in JB by the way, currently sitting here watching the sun set over Singapore.Quick, think of an irony!Can't think of any.Another Way To Waste Taxpayers' MoneyI'm here for a workshop to draft some daft legislation that MY state government will outright reject and protest if it goes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113741056832791440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113741056832791440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2006/01/since-im-already-using-most-expensive.html' title='SINCE I&apos;M ALREADY USING THE MOST EXPENSIVE HOTEL INTERNET SERVICE EVER, I MIGHT AS WELL BLOG ABOUT IT!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-113590606507837004</id><published>2005-12-30T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T09:27:45.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddid I Tellya??</title><summary type='text'>Pyramid flag plan hits snagKUALA LUMPUR: Malaysian authorities suffered a setback on Wednesday in their plan to send a 35-member team to drape Egypt’s Great Pyramid at Giza with the flags of the world’s 57 Muslim countries. The Star, 30 December 2005Come on, it survived the Romans, Napoleon, Italians, French, British...You think some village idiots from here can just plant drape the jalur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113590606507837004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113590606507837004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/12/whaddid-i-tellya.html' title='Whaddid I Tellya??'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-113573217110533436</id><published>2005-12-28T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:09:31.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDIOTS BEWARE!!</title><summary type='text'>Yep. After an extended hiatus, me is back. For good? I doubt it. My recent bout with stress due to workplace issues has ended in the most unexpected way.I going to be bumped up three notches in the food chain. By middle of next year, I'm going to be the (Acting) Deputy General Manager. Stress sucks but it sure has it rewards.Idiots beware, because occasionally I will use this channel to blog out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113573217110533436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/113573217110533436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/12/idiots-beware.html' title='IDIOTS BEWARE!!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112787707627557848</id><published>2005-09-28T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T11:11:16.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEET LISA</title><summary type='text'>She's a pretty lil thing. Sure, everyone thinks theirs are nice and cute, but how could anyone disagree on this? With things really getting out of hand at the office, I needed this to help me get through the demanding tasks of the job. Sharing was no longer an option.Did I say I've been busy? I see no end to this and I really dont know when my blogging activities will return to normal, if ever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112787707627557848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112787707627557848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/09/meet-lisa.html' title='MEET LISA'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112613953022445116</id><published>2005-09-08T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T08:32:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition To The Family</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was our anniversary.Soon, we'll welcome a new family member.I'm going to name her Lisa.For obvious reasons (to me anyway).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112613953022445116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112613953022445116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-addition-to-family.html' title='New Addition To The Family'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112530488811924488</id><published>2005-08-29T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:41:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to offer to respond</title><summary type='text'>Dear Keni Seeya (misspelled just to fool the search engines), sorry I only read your comment a couple of days ago. Please, if you would like to defend yourself and/or justify whatever it is, you are more than welcome. I'd like to hear what you have to say. Just dont say that you had no control over the contents when it went to the papers, coz you happily took the credit of it being published in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112530488811924488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112530488811924488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/response-to-offer-to-respond.html' title='Response to offer to respond'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112502615309790960</id><published>2005-08-26T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:15:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY STUFF AT EVERISE BDC KUCHING</title><summary type='text'>I shop at BDC Everise in Kuching. This first pic is actually from a shop inside the Crystal Complex, but not everise itself.FLAME GIRL?Boy, I dont want to go out with any girl who grew up playing with this toy! And this is from Everise itself:Okay, I dont know what it means in any other language, and I apologize if it offends anyone, but this is just too funny. You see, in the local malay dialect</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112502615309790960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112502615309790960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny-stuff-at-everise-bdc-kuching.html' title='FUNNY STUFF AT EVERISE BDC KUCHING'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112502447662940079</id><published>2005-08-26T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T10:47:56.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Molesting The Flag</title><summary type='text'>Last night I was very upset to see a news report regarding a magazine spread featuring a local actress wrapped in the Jalur Gemilang. And this morning's radio show (on ERA.fm) also aired some of the dissatisfaction of the general public over that matter. But I start wondering whose fault it is. The information ministry, lead by The Bow-Tied One, have been on a media blitz over non-committal of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112502447662940079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112502447662940079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/molesting-flag.html' title='Molesting The Flag'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112475923735269321</id><published>2005-08-23T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:07:17.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drugs Dont Work</title><summary type='text'>It's just my pre-emptive strike on a flu that's very, very insistent on coming!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112475923735269321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112475923735269321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/drugs-dont-work.html' title='The Drugs Dont Work'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112441364983332576</id><published>2005-08-19T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:07:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ah Beng In Me Ver 2.0</title><summary type='text'>As I was standing in the elevator on my way to the office this morning, I took a good look at myself in the mirror.I was, from head to toe, draped in labels.Shirt - GANT (The Factory Outlet, of course)Jeans - Nautica JeansShoes - Renoma (they're practically the only ones here who sell size 46 loafers)Watch - DKNY (not as expensive as it may sound, but the real thing)Phone - O2 MiniWallet - Braun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112441364983332576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112441364983332576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/ah-beng-in-me-ver-20.html' title='The Ah Beng In Me Ver 2.0'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112381157341283919</id><published>2005-08-12T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T08:59:27.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come As You Are (Haze)</title><summary type='text'>Was in KL recently on family business, and the view from my hotel room wasn't pretty...(Pictures removed to accomodate new template)Drats. Now I just realized that I forgot to resize the pics. Sorry if its too big for ya liking. Anyway the extent of the haze is probably amplified by the crappiness of my O2 XDA Mini's camera, but the haze was bad nonetheless.And mail to blogger works too! Cool!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112381157341283919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112381157341283919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/come-as-you-are-haze.html' title='Come As You Are (Haze)'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112346496231569325</id><published>2005-08-08T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T09:36:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>        Testing mail to blogger  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112346496231569325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112346496231569325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/testing-mail-to-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112342558957298862</id><published>2005-08-07T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T09:03:50.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KENNY SIA KURANG AJAR</title><summary type='text'>Publish what u want on your blog.It's ur private space where u have freedom of expression.I loved ur blog, witty and funny as hell.But when you make fun of people's names, do take care.Make sure you dont make fun of a person who is respected as an important historical figure, by changing his name to TEH O PENG.Kau memang kurang ajar, Kenny Sia.What have you done in this world to allow yourself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112342558957298862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112342558957298862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/kenny-sia-kurang-ajar.html' title='KENNY SIA KURANG AJAR'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112333920977418412</id><published>2005-08-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T22:40:10.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RETURN TO THE TIMES</title><summary type='text'>Today I returned to The Times.I have a discount card that gives me 10% off the original 10% additional markup that they imposed in the first place.I bought a book for myself, a magazine for her and a picture book for Princess Eddrina (bukan nama sebenar).I bought Tash Aw's Harmony Silk Factory.Not because I want to be cool and be with the 'in' crowd, who swoons over the very mention of his name </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112333920977418412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112333920977418412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/return-to-times.html' title='RETURN TO THE TIMES'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112322868428497188</id><published>2005-08-05T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:18:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIMES BOOKSTORE KUCHING-CHILDREN (?) SECTION</title><summary type='text'>I went to my local purveyor of mind candy recently, with the intention of getting a new book for my princess (she tore and ate half a page from her last book). There were many books lying about on the floor and in boxes, so I guess they must be stocking up. While browsing for a suitable book for young Eddrina (bukan nama sebenar), I noticed something amiss with how they catalogue their collection</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112322868428497188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112322868428497188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/times-bookstore-kuching-children.html' title='TIMES BOOKSTORE KUCHING-CHILDREN (?) SECTION'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112312347487213215</id><published>2005-08-04T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:44:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEGALOMANIA KILLS!!!</title><summary type='text'>In today’s The Star....DRUMMER KILLED AFTER TWIN TOWERS REPLICA FALLS ON HIMA 12m-high steel replica of the Petronas Twin Towers crashed in front of the VIP dais, killing a rebana ubi (Malay traditional drum) player and seriously injuring one performer.Hundreds of people watched the horrific incident, which occurred about 30 minutes before Information Minister Datuk Seri Abdul Kadir Sheikh Fadzir</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112312347487213215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112312347487213215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/08/megalomania-kills.html' title='MEGALOMANIA KILLS!!!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112257419928792635</id><published>2005-07-29T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T02:09:59.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><summary type='text'>What is it about LOST that keeps you wanting more and more at the end of each episode? My bet is that the producers secretly chant the magic hollywood mantra in their trailers in between takes :"Always leave the audience wanting for more....always leave the audience wanting for more.."So I just finished watching the season finale of LOST that I "shared" from the internet. Talk about cliffhangers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112257419928792635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112257419928792635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/07/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112202206966942529</id><published>2005-07-22T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:47:49.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE</title><summary type='text'>"I felt like destroying something beautiful" - narrator, The Fight Club, 1999</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112202206966942529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112202206966942529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/07/hate.html' title='HATE'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112200162244430576</id><published>2005-07-22T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:07:02.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home of The Hypocrites, Land of The Idiots</title><summary type='text'>WHY, you ask me?Here's my answer:1. AP2. UMNO Youth3. Puteri Umno (a.k.a rugmunchers anonymous)3. Samy Vellu4. Screwed Navy Ship-Building Contracts covered up by AP issue, costing us taxpayers RM200 million!5. PM has said (I paraphrase):"We'll lift the currency peg on our accord,not on what China does with its currency". So CHINA UNPEGS!and what do we do? We switch to a MANAGED FLOAT within ONE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112200162244430576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112200162244430576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/07/home-of-hypocrites-land-of-idiots.html' title='Home of The Hypocrites, Land of The Idiots'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112070547098616653</id><published>2005-07-07T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T11:04:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Least Expect It.....</title><summary type='text'>Blogger decides that I may post today... and I really dont know what to blog about.I'll start with my previous post. Its interesting to see the reactions from all of you. It was my intention from the start, to see if you could see the joke in it, or if you would be more focused on the other possible issues. Nonetheless, I'm happy with the outcome.Every day we read, hear or watch on the telly on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112070547098616653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112070547098616653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/07/when-you-least-expect-it.html' title='When You Least Expect It.....'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-112011226070942096</id><published>2005-06-30T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T14:17:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><summary type='text'>At first, I thought I'd let the opportunity pass because of the complications that might arise.But she stood there, motioning me to get in the tub with her. After pondering over the situation, I decided what the heck. One time wouldnt hurt. So I stripped and stepped into the tub.At first I was just content with letting the water stream do the work, as we both stood in the tub underneath the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112011226070942096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/112011226070942096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/06/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111950524450711883</id><published>2005-06-23T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T13:40:44.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR HOUSE</title><summary type='text'>Hopefully, we'll be able to move out of my in-laws and into our own dwelling soon. I'm targeting 31 August this year as MOVING DAY, so that the shouts of "MERDEKA! MERDEKA!" would not arouse any suspicion other than patriotism on my behalf.It's 20 minutes away from my in-law's place but only 5 minutes away from my mom's. Gotta love that.The house as it was in AprilMay...No latest pics yet, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111950524450711883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111950524450711883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/06/our-house.html' title='OUR HOUSE'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111946048956603019</id><published>2005-06-23T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T01:14:49.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X&amp;Y : A Review of Coldplay’s Third Album</title><summary type='text'>A big fan swallows his enthusiasm and has some rather unkind words for his favourite bandTHIS album was destined to put Coldplay on the road to uber-greatness, along with the likes of U2 and….err..uh… U2. Mr. Gwyneth Paltrow and co. took their time with this album, and the pre-release publicity was all about him trying to concoct THE perfect album. Well Chris, I think you worked a tad too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111946048956603019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111946048956603019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/06/xy-review-of-coldplays-third-album.html' title='X&amp;Y : A Review of Coldplay’s Third Album'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111891199839767572</id><published>2005-06-16T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T16:53:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instalment for June</title><summary type='text'>TO CS, SORRY I WASNT UP TO SPEED WITH YOUR RECENT ILLNESS.HOPE EVERYTHING'S OKAY NOW *HUGS*Woe Our Woeful State of The NationWhy would anyone of the right mental capacity suggest that our fresh-from-school teens be trained in the art of operating M-16 assault rifles? The reasons given were to 'attract more interest in the National Service and to 'instil discipline among the trainees'. These </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111891199839767572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111891199839767572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/06/instalment-for-june.html' title='Instalment for June'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111648518058646263</id><published>2005-05-19T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T14:46:20.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE AH BENG IN ME(Inspired by this morning’s breakfast conversation)Whilst making our way to our usual breakfast haunt this morning, the conversation somehow turned into “I possess definite traits of an Ah Beng”. This got me thinking, and now I present to you, 10 Ah Beng Indicators for Non- Ah Bengs1. Your Car – Does it have an all round skirting? Is it in glaring white, sleek black or plain old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111648518058646263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111648518058646263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/05/ah-beng-in-me-inspired-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111577643149135640</id><published>2005-05-11T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T09:53:51.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody Know How To Get The Blog Contents Here Moved To Blogdrive?</title><summary type='text'> edd: this post was written yesterday but due to the server downtime, I wasnt able to post it. Fucking downtime excuses. I was trying to log in to blogger over the past week to no avail. Tuesday.This means another week of meaningless television until the next episode of The Contender comes around.I love this show.Its raw emotion, explosion of energy and raw aggression just hits me in the right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111577643149135640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111577643149135640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/05/anybody-know-how-to-get-blog-contents.html' title='Anybody Know How To Get The Blog Contents Here Moved To Blogdrive?'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111517312114830836</id><published>2005-05-04T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T10:18:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SERIOUSLY NEED TO CONSIDER OTHER BLOG HOSTS</title><summary type='text'>One of the reasons why my posts are few and far between these days is the lack of co-operation coming from blogger itself. It refuses to load. After many flustered attempts over the past couple of weeks I managed to get in  today. And now I forgot what it was that I 'm supposed to blog about. BAH!012-534 7171I have been getting missed calls from this number almost every night since the weekend. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111517312114830836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111517312114830836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-seriously-need-to-consider-other.html' title='I SERIOUSLY NEED TO CONSIDER OTHER BLOG HOSTS'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111336076887898153</id><published>2005-04-13T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T10:52:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reply</title><summary type='text'>Dear Mr ***, Thank you for your email. We appreciate your feedback and have taken this matter into serious attention. Please allow us to take this opportunity to extend our apology over the experience you had encountered and we assure you that your feedback has assisted us in enhancing our level of service quality. Regards,Irene ChuaPublic AffairsTel. 03-20747785 *********************************</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111336076887898153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111336076887898153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/04/reply.html' title='The Reply'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111326977335813632</id><published>2005-04-12T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:36:13.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybank2u.com : MAKING EVERY SECOND COUNT</title><summary type='text'>HelloI'm a long-time customer of your bank. So, when I decided its time for me to buy a house I decided to drop by to one of your branches to speak to a loan officer regarding a home loan. The branch in question is MAYBANK JALAN ABELL, KUCHING. It was about 1 p.m., lunchtime for most people. There were two loan officers, one was attending to a customer and the other was on the phone. I waited, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111326977335813632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111326977335813632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/04/maybank2ucom-making-every-second-count.html' title='Maybank2u.com : MAKING EVERY SECOND COUNT'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111280036547661264</id><published>2005-04-06T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:12:45.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You's</title><summary type='text'>First of all I'd like to thank the company, for paying me generously while I figure out what am I supposed to do here.I'd like to thank the hotel management for mistakenly putting me up in a beachside terrace when I only booked a hillview terrace.Thanks also to the hotel management for putting up this free wi-fi zone so I can blog with ease from the hotel lobby.To my boss, for sending me to this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111280036547661264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111280036547661264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-yous.html' title='Thank You&apos;s'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111208590113644309</id><published>2005-03-29T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T16:45:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I've Been Gone</title><summary type='text'>Darned blogger took eons to load. What a waste of precious free time. Work work work. You're probably sick of reading about people moaning about work in their blog, so here's another one.I have shiteloads of work to do. People to meet. Data to analyse. Assumptions to make. Problems to solve. Issues to highlight. Future to plan. What a change from a year ago this is. This time last year I even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111208590113644309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111208590113644309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/03/since-ive-been-gone.html' title='Since I&apos;ve Been Gone'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111058977113964337</id><published>2005-03-12T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T09:09:31.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Blog</title><summary type='text'>Officially my company works 5 days a week, but I have found myself in the office on Saturdays for the past month or more. Lately I have been working hard, the recent re-organization withing my company has somehow energized myself. Last Wedensday and Thursday night I stayed up til 3 a.m. working on a statistical project which was due for presentation on Friday. Come Friday morning, Murphy's Law of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111058977113964337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111058977113964337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/03/saturday-blog.html' title='Saturday Blog'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-111025909146467405</id><published>2005-03-08T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:18:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's UP Doc?</title><summary type='text'>Been a very hectic fortnight. Last weekend I had a bout of headaches and vertigo that resulted in more than one comical-but-painful tumbling overs. Had enough so went to see the doctor today. She confirmed the worst: I have hypertension.No, wait. That's NOT the worst. That may yet come tomorrow, when my cholesterol, sugar and uric acid readings comes back. Then we'll see if it's the worst of just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111025909146467405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/111025909146467405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/03/whats-up-doc.html' title='What&apos;s UP Doc?'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110862129500255357</id><published>2005-02-17T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T14:21:35.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filler Post #1</title><summary type='text'>One of the reasons my blogging frequency is so erratic nowadays is that I don’t read as much anymore. Apart from project proposals and the usual ranting from management, that is. My routine has been very hectic since we fired our maid back in early January. On Fridays and some Thursdays getting up in the morning is just so difficult. Waking up is easy, especially when your 11 month old baby </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110862129500255357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110862129500255357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/02/filler-post-1.html' title='Filler Post #1'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110834506535468425</id><published>2005-02-14T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T09:37:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Crevice</title><summary type='text'>Oh well. Before anyone accuses me of falling off the blogging wagon again, here I am. Been waiting for the ‘grand finale’ of The Amazing Race Season Six (sub-titled The Amazing Cleavages on Edd TV) all month and late last Wednesday morning, I was surfing the channels and stumbled upon the Grand Finale. Which was supposed to be aired that NIGHT on AXN Asia. D’uh! And so watched with horror as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110834506535468425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110834506535468425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/02/amazing-crevice.html' title='The Amazing Crevice'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110730603657884958</id><published>2005-02-02T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T09:00:36.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this life</title><summary type='text'>Back when I was in UK in the mid-90s (OMG that sounded like eons ago…it was ONLY last millennium, dammit!) there was this serial drama about late twenty-somethings on BBC, THIS LIFE. Allow me to cut and paste:“If you thought that life crises were the privilege of the middle-aged then you never saw the 32 episodes of BBC2's twenty-something series that ran the gamut of human emotions in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110730603657884958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110730603657884958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-life.html' title='this life'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110662740562793396</id><published>2005-01-25T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T12:30:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Lives</title><summary type='text'>This morning I saw a squashed-up cat on the way to work (Me, not the fatal feline. I'm not sure its destination but I'm pretty sure the cat was unemployed, albeit structural unemployment. Its hard to be employed when you like to lick yourself every fifteen minutes) Poor thing never had a chance. It was at a junction where ten-tonne lorries make u-turns. I guess being a stray cat the nine lives </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110662740562793396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110662740562793396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2005/01/nine-lives.html' title='Nine Lives'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110299440361447722</id><published>2004-12-14T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T11:20:03.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERTIGO (REPOST)</title><summary type='text'>Note: Earlier post was annihilated by server downtimeNotice: Due to unforeskin circumcises unforeseen circumstances, Act II of My Two Lives will not be published. The publisher would like to apologize for any inconvenience caused, but wishes to ascertain its right to break more promises in the future. Now, I cannot claim to be a big U2 fan.The reasons are because I only really listened to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110299440361447722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110299440361447722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/12/vertigo-repost.html' title='VERTIGO (REPOST)'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110298552417840586</id><published>2004-12-14T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T08:52:04.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING! HEAVY PAGE!</title><summary type='text'>THE REASON FOR ALL THAT I DO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110298552417840586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110298552417840586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/12/warning-heavy-page.html' title='WARNING! HEAVY PAGE!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110180152764815520</id><published>2004-11-30T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T15:58:47.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Lives</title><summary type='text'>Act 1I have been contemplating this post for a long time. Even before I moved to this page. By the way, isn't it time I started thinking of a new template again?At present, I do feel like I have a double life. As with all double personae, there is a dominant one and there is the 'hidden'one. But hidden does not imply inferiority or submission, just that it's a side that is displayed only in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110180152764815520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110180152764815520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-two-lives.html' title='My Two Lives'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-110134727095662341</id><published>2004-11-25T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T09:47:50.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s just so hard to get blogging again after a week’s layoff. Raya was a subdued affair in terms of celebration, mainly because we celebrated at my in-law’s place which is the farthest thing from a  kampung. I mean, we have a muslim next door neighbour who makes Ebeneezer Scrooge look like St. Nicholas. There are hardly any fireworks. Very few houses have bright festive lights and children </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110134727095662341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/110134727095662341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-just-so-hard-to-get-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109996603704698997</id><published>2004-11-09T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:07:17.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STALKED!</title><summary type='text'>Masa               : 12.15 amTempat             : xxxx, Lorong xx, Taman xxxxx xxxx, KuchingNama Pembuat Aduan : Shadow On The Sun@Edd@GM(BUKAN NAMA SEBENAR)Pada awal pagi 9 November 2004, saya telah terlihat seorang lelaki sedang duduk di atas sebuah motosikal di bawah pokok kira-kira sepuluh meter dari pintu depan rumah saya. Dia kelihatan sedang memerhati kawasan rumah saya dari </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109996603704698997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109996603704698997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/11/stalked.html' title='STALKED!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109962243827051043</id><published>2004-11-05T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T10:55:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By the way, the answer is "Bodicea" by Enya</title><summary type='text'>Not that I listen to her. I remember it from my Intellectual Property law class in 1997. Ah, the good old days. Midlands Uni was such a heavenly place. Too bad I had to bring with me my demons from London Uni. The very idea of moving to Midlands Uni was to get away from the demons. Silly me *thwack*So uni could have been heavenly had I not been dragged down by my personal demons into the depths </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109962243827051043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109962243827051043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/11/by-way-answer-is-bodicea-by-enya.html' title='By the way, the answer is &quot;Bodicea&quot; by Enya'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109945102220519324</id><published>2004-11-03T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:44:03.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMON-ED HARI RAYA</title><summary type='text'>Two summonses to add to my festive "joy" Here's the offending twosome The first one was for illegal parking at the airport The second one was for using the mobile phone while drivingNo excuses.Update : The parking one costs RM70. The mobile one will be RM150. Total cost: RM220. Bye-bye wireless PS2 controller....no give-present-to-self-to-compensate-lack-of-bonus-this-year.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109945102220519324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109945102220519324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/11/summon-ed-hari-raya.html' title='SUMMON-ED HARI RAYA'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109910119431196118</id><published>2004-10-30T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T09:53:14.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In response to coffee's comment in the previous post. Originally was a reply then it got so long that it merits as a post, so here it is.The essence of hip hop is to take a successful beat, and arrange it to contemporary taste. In the industry lingo this is known as 'sampling' (kan Amir?) Now this style has transcended from hip-hop to other MOBO's (Music Of Black Origin) as it has in this case </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109910119431196118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109910119431196118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-response-to-coffees-comment-in.html' title=''/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109877116305485017</id><published>2004-10-26T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T14:20:23.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Somebody said they saw youThe person you were kissing wasn't meAnd I would never ask youI just kept it to myselfI don't wanna knowIf you're playin me, keep it on the lowCause my heart can't take it anymoreAnd if you're creepin, please don't let it showOh baby, I don't wanna knowDid he touch you better then me Did he watch you fall asleep Did you show him all those things that you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109877116305485017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109877116305485017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/10/somebody-said-they-saw-you-person-you.html' title=''/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109840804763427902</id><published>2004-10-22T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T09:20:47.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of place, out of time</title><summary type='text'>bleak    what i saw today shattered me inside    i refused to believe it    but the evidence was there     the evidence dont lie    so says grissom and H    and i have evidence    that you told me lies    you swore that you didnt    and yet i can see here that you did    and "DID" was what went on    behind my back    things were getting on    i'm hurt    i feel like throwing up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109840804763427902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109840804763427902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/10/out-of-place-out-of-time.html' title='out of place, out of time'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109832018397941896</id><published>2004-10-21T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T10:27:50.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Strippers</title><summary type='text'>I wish I was talking about a saucy tale of palace orgies and greasy pole dancing by the blue bloods in Malaysia. However, what I am going to blog about is the current issue involving 'Datuks(feel free to add Wira,Seri, Utama, Gangga or Sri Rama as a suffix)' i.e. too many awards being handed out and too many of them datuks flouting the law.The former sultanate of Malacca,now reduced to Melaka </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109832018397941896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109832018397941896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/10/royal-strippers.html' title='Royal Strippers'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109765929861836246</id><published>2004-10-13T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T07:53:55.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open up and say..."ARRRGHHH!!!"</title><summary type='text'>she:ada masalah gigi? (have tooth problems?)    me: no, you idiot. I'm here for my monthly blowjobWell, I didn't actually reply that. My reply was more like "Augh ugh frrppr tsthh frrp" since she was already probing my mouth.I wish I did give the nasty reply tho. What else would the problem be if I was already in the dentist's chair with my mouth wide open? Broke a filling last week and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109765929861836246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109765929861836246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/10/open-up-and-sayarrrghhh.html' title='Open up and say...&quot;ARRRGHHH!!!&quot;'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109748183472243523</id><published>2004-10-11T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T16:03:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To The (Un)civilised World</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the aburpt dissappearance. For the past week I was in the Highlands of Borneo, not too far away from Bario/Ba’ Kelalan, deep, deep in the virgin jungles of Sarawak.It was a wonderful getaway, although I was there on official duty. Stayed high in the clouds. Literally. Every morning I woke up with the cloulds around me. I saw how the people still lived without fear of burglary, murder </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109748183472243523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109748183472243523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/10/back-to-uncivilised-world.html' title='Back To The (Un)civilised World'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109642792180387650</id><published>2004-09-29T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T11:18:41.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Darkness</title><summary type='text'>that is ME. not THE BAND. been meaning to post since monday, but was too depressed to even click 'new post'. Only spent time reading all the wonderful blogs out there. What would I do without you guys? Monday was so bad. So bad that I attended the job interview at a local fund manager house, the interview that I've been postponing because I don't feel like going.The GM (MR.G) was more excited </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109642792180387650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109642792180387650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/darkness.html' title='The Darkness'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109598691698723621</id><published>2004-09-24T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T08:48:36.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Only A Feeling</title><summary type='text'>I have another job interview today. I don't really feel like going, since it requires me to go home and change into 'serious' clothes. It's casual Friday, man. I'm not too keen on the interview time they picked either. 5 p.m.. S'pose it's to make it easier for working executives. What the heck my colleagues wouldnt even notice if I don't turn up for a week.Went blog hunting again, and uncovered</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109598691698723621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109598691698723621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/love-is-only-feeling.html' title='Love Is Only A Feeling'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109573951083293955</id><published>2004-09-21T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T14:13:15.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Face</title><summary type='text'>Major overhaul here.Trying to get my comments to work properly.edit:well, i guess its all up and running now. Expect normal service to resume soon!BIG THANKS TO eris for the fabulous design, which really reminds me of the wonderful "kuih lapis" sarawak!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109573951083293955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109573951083293955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-face.html' title='New Face'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109533966066207052</id><published>2004-09-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T21:08:03.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun In Blogging Is Here</title><summary type='text'>Comment to my PGL critique by ninieI have no personal liking nor disliking towards Tiara but just to correct, Tiara is of pure Chinese, not Chindian, let alone of Eurasian breed. I personally know her sister, cousin and uncle. She is from the infamous Eu family (Jacqie Eu) and her late grandfather was a Chinese Muslim. And not on the contrary, if I make a movie out of my own money, I'd do the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109533966066207052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109533966066207052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/fun-in-blogging-is-here.html' title='The Fun In Blogging Is Here'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109516578154057998</id><published>2004-09-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T20:43:01.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reporting from Miri</title><summary type='text'>The FlightWas early at the airport today. Absent-mindedly forgot that the coffee house has moved so I thought there wasnt any outside the departure hall. Had lunch inside the waiting lunch. Damage : RM10.20 for one laksa nyonya and one iced milo.(okay, so this is actually the pre flight bit)Flight was so-so. Rough landing. While waiting to get off plane saw this lady in her seat reaching up her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109516578154057998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109516578154057998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/reporting-from-miri.html' title='Reporting from Miri'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109506590686391157</id><published>2004-09-13T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T16:58:26.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Little Things</title><summary type='text'>This is Work!Work has been pretty hectic lately. Today I am busy tying up loose ends at work before I leave for Miri tomorrow! YES! MIRI! My favourite local destination! I’ll be having training there (read that as VACATION) until Thursday and will be staying in a five-star beach resort. Heheh…my patience all these while has paid off! So tomorrow I’ll be leaving (early) armed with wads of cash (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109506590686391157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109506590686391157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/three-little-things.html' title='Three Little Things'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109463007439032137</id><published>2004-09-08T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T08:56:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Malaysian Movie? A critique by showbiz-illiterati Edd</title><summary type='text'>PrologueWent to watch Puteri Gunung Ledang (PGL) yesterday. Now the last time I paid any money to see a locally-produced movie was….heck…when was that? Maybe watching Fenomena or Isabella, one of those movies inspired by Search’s (if you do not know Search, I can’t help you) massive hit in the 80’s, Isabella. Isabella, the hit song, not the Queen Of Spain responsible for the act of faith "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109463007439032137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109463007439032137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/malaysian-movie-critique-by-showbiz.html' title='THE Malaysian Movie? A critique by showbiz-illiterati Edd'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109409389395473948</id><published>2004-09-02T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:44:27.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody Still Want To Celebrate At 'Konsert Merdeka'?</title><summary type='text'>                           MERDEKA!!!??KUCHING – Kuching police are looking for eye witnesses of the murder case which happened at Central Padang on August 31 [should’nt it be August 30th? – Edd] at about 11 pm.Kuching deputy police chief, Supt. Tan Soon Tiong said the eye witnesses could phone in if they did not want to go to the police station. He assured them their identity would be kept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109409389395473948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109409389395473948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/anybody-still-want-to-celebrate-at.html' title='Anybody Still Want To Celebrate At &apos;Konsert Merdeka&apos;?'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109400366047586036</id><published>2004-09-01T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T09:57:51.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Post Merdeka Stuff Here</title><summary type='text'>This should actually be a continuation/addendum to the previous post. Cinemagoers in Kuching/Malaysia/Asia. How aware are they of cinema etiquette? Or maybe the question should be, does cinema etiquette exist in this part of the word?while watching AVP, I was kind of expecting this sort of crowd. The sort that lets their handphones ring loudly, and then have the cheek to answer it as well! I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109400366047586036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109400366047586036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/09/no-post-merdeka-stuff-here.html' title='No Post Merdeka Stuff Here'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109385590881291716</id><published>2004-08-30T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T16:51:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piss(ed) off Monday</title><summary type='text'>Random thoughts on Piss(ed) Off Monday:1. Aliens V Predators (AVP) was a terrible dissappointment. I mean, who the fuck hell wrote the script/screenplay anyway? When the party was at the whaling station, the so-called italian ARCHEOLOGIST was walking past the bones left behind at the abandoned WHALING station, asked the ICE-QUEEN, "What are those things?" What the fuck! If this qualified </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109385590881291716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109385590881291716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/pissed-off-monday.html' title='Piss(ed) off Monday'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109357576513449329</id><published>2004-08-27T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T11:10:12.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><summary type='text'>What is stress? What causes stress? Or more importantly, how do you handle stress?I believe that I am under a considerable amount of stress. Physically I feel drained at the end of every day. Mentally I feel like each day I have to sort out my memory warehouse (a-la Dreamcatcher) to make room for more stuff. Right now the areas needing most housekeeping work in the warehouse are marked MARITAL </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109357576513449329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109357576513449329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109305064733729675</id><published>2004-08-21T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:18:16.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's an OMNI when you really need one?</title><summary type='text'>Anyone remember the OMNI? Or at least anything that sounds like it? Okay if you're totally lost here's a brief explanation: It's a time travel device.Not from real life, mind you. From a long-ago tv show that I can't remember the title now. Anyone can help me remember? Gen-X's out there?If I had a time machine, I would most definitely go back to 1996. It was the year that defined my life, where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109305064733729675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109305064733729675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/wheres-omni-when-you-really-need-one.html' title='Where&apos;s an OMNI when you really need one?'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109263278847425451</id><published>2004-08-16T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T07:49:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY</title><summary type='text'>I've always been adamant not to publish any of her photos in the name of privacy. I mean, although she's only five....months; I wouldn't want her to grow up and stumble upon her baby pics in some geezer's blog! Anyway I just could not resist sharing this photo taken yesterday. Hope you guys come upon this post in time, if you see A DIFFERENT photo it means I've taken it off the page!Mesti papa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109263278847425451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109263278847425451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/for-limited-time-only.html' title='FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109238832984171006</id><published>2004-08-13T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T17:12:09.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A POSTE IN A HASTE</title><summary type='text'>THINGS PEOPLE WILL SAY BUT i WONT  HEAR WHEN I'VE KICKED THE BUCKET1.GOOD RIDDANCE2.HEY! BELUM BAYAR LAGI!3. HMM...WASNT HE THE GUY....?4. IS HE REALLY GONE? GOTTA MAKE SURE5. CAN SOMEONE CHANGE THE CHANNEL PLEASE?6. I WONDER IF HE STILL WANTS THAT CHICKEN..7. BASTARD!8. DRINKS ON THE HOUSE!!!9.LA LA LA LA LA.......10. OH MY GOODNESS! ITS STILL HARD!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109238832984171006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109238832984171006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/poste-in-haste.html' title='A POSTE IN A HASTE'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109229771547392036</id><published>2004-08-12T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T16:21:10.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment of Respect</title><summary type='text'>Night descended on me all too quicklyThe fury of its darkness swallowed meInto the deep abyss of searing painTenderness - he left meMy beloved, where are you, I criedThrough the agony of the swirling raging stormI see you have gone to that fair landWhere there is no tearsDeath to self you lived so wellYour Hippocrates oath you hold so dearYou have fought the good fightYou have won </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109229771547392036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109229771547392036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/moment-of-respect.html' title='A Moment of Respect'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109221446015965320</id><published>2004-08-11T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T16:57:23.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson in life</title><summary type='text'>If you think you are having issues in  life, i suggest you read this blogger's current predicament.I have been  through almost the same thing as the author and it's a real great lesson in humility.And I wish I could write as well as she can.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109221446015965320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109221446015965320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/lesson-in-life.html' title='A Lesson in life'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109211903616804796</id><published>2004-08-10T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T14:29:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCENTRATE!!</title><summary type='text'>I've been finding it extra hard to concentrate on anything these days. Could it be I'm watching too much television? I don't think so! Lately I spend on average an hour a day watching tv...way below my "industry standards". And to add to that, I've  managed to watch an ENTIRE MOVIE without changing the channel or changing the disc (I know that would add up to more than an hour, but HEY, I said ON</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109211903616804796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109211903616804796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/concentrate_10.html' title='CONCENTRATE!!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109159092581880334</id><published>2004-08-04T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T11:46:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Of Brothers</title><summary type='text'>While watching CNN the other night, I just couldnt forget this image of a guy that looked so familiar. Then after a bit of MTV last night it all made sense.  Undated FBI hand out picture shows Ahmed Khalfan Ghailani, said to be a top al Qaeda operative and one of the world's most wanted men, who is in custody in Pakistan for his suspected role in the 1998 bombings of two U.S. embassies in East</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109159092581880334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109159092581880334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/band-of-brothers.html' title='Band Of Brothers'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109141068085662620</id><published>2004-08-02T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T11:29:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Arrival!</title><summary type='text'>The new car is here.HER CAR. Been about a week, actually. So far, it’s a great joy. Totally different from my previous souped-up Honda. This time, it’s all about gracefulness and clean lines.We just added on a Mugen Bodykit, OEM Honda spoilers (they are, in fact, spoilers. I preferred it non-spoiled, by the mrs. Had the final word on this), changed the CD player to my old one, added my old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109141068085662620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109141068085662620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-arrival.html' title='New Arrival!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109099551705824267</id><published>2004-07-28T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T14:18:37.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waheyy!!</title><summary type='text'>FINALLY! The absence of entries of late was not due to a sudden laziness to blog. It was just a combination of different things that happened at the same time and was just overwhelming. Things such as:1. I posted but the bloody bugger blogger just wouldn't publish2. I drafted but then there was a power failureIn the meantime, lots of things have taken place. Things such as :1. The new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109099551705824267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109099551705824267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/07/waheyy.html' title='Waheyy!!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-109028267151866235</id><published>2004-07-20T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T08:17:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YETI SIGHTED!</title><summary type='text'> Latest sighting of the abominable rainman. Please do not harm this creature. It is a harmless,casual feeder and arboreal in nature.Please report to the nearest wildlife department upon sighting.WARNING : EMO CREATURE AT LARGE!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109028267151866235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/109028267151866235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/07/yeti-sighted.html' title='YETI SIGHTED!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108985792853435184</id><published>2004-07-15T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T10:18:48.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as me</title><summary type='text'>Life has been pretty hectic lately. With the out-of-season cool spell currently in Kuching, I'm finding it real hard to get out of bed in the morning. Which also means I find it real easy to get hard in bed in the morning. Hahahahaha.Like this morning, I swear that my body was frozen stiff at 4 a.m. I was woken by an urge to pee but my body and my legs just would'nt budge because of the frozen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108985792853435184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108985792853435184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/07/busy-as-me.html' title='Busy as me'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108936676858198505</id><published>2004-07-09T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T17:52:48.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Stand And Be Cut Down, To Duck And Be A Coward</title><summary type='text'>This week, another controversy embroiled at our organization.The Players: (Names, events and places have been changed to protect my brown ass)1.Big Boss (BB, who is only a de facto boss in the absence of a proper head honcho)2.Voice of Reason (VR)3. Me (trapped in the middle, as always)BB : I WANT THIS EVENT TO TAKE PLACE HERE! ALL OF YOU AGREE?? (with the menacing look of a Lionness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108936676858198505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108936676858198505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/07/to-stand-and-be-cut-down-to-duck-and.html' title='To Stand And Be Cut Down, To Duck And Be A Coward'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108925661325851001</id><published>2004-07-08T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T11:18:47.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Effectiveness and EQ</title><summary type='text'>Over the past two days I attended this in-house personal effectiveness course, which was a real eye opener. You see, I dont attend that many training and development courses, unlike some other government funded agency employees who seem to know every tool and trend there is (Balanced Scorecards, McKinsey's, Belbin's, Mintzberg and all that crapiola). But this course introduced me to myself. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108925661325851001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108925661325851001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/07/personal-effectiveness-and-eq.html' title='Personal Effectiveness and EQ'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108899314111986936</id><published>2004-07-05T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T13:38:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Float On</title><summary type='text'>It's certainly been a while since my last post. Many things happened and things that should not have happened did happen and things that I dod not expect to happen happened too, so I guess you could call last week a happening week for me. Here's a quick recap:1. QweerMag was launched, much to the envy of the editorial board at       P.F.A.U2. I got bored with watching AF2 (what was it? two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108899314111986936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108899314111986936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/07/float-on.html' title='Float On'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108797765431621998</id><published>2004-06-23T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T16:00:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to..... Middle Earth</title><summary type='text'>Continuing with my quest for a new car, I looked at several different models (okay, three actually, we don't actually have much choice here)and have made the following conclusion:Market Segmentation has reduced me from being a human buyer to a 'young, professional middle class,small number of dependents'. Which just means I'm middle class but still under probation. I got to thinking after that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108797765431621998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108797765431621998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/welcome-to-middle-earth.html' title='Welcome to..... Middle Earth'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108780345477704109</id><published>2004-06-21T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T15:37:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise surprise....</title><summary type='text'>AF2 Watch® Ep.4 Ok...this is probably my last post as an AF2 afficionado. I'm getting rather tired of this whole thing. Malaysian Idol : Kuching auditions was a more entertaining fare for me last weekend. So here's what I remember from AF2, Concert 2:1. Big brother likes Kaer, Linda and is obviously playing on the Fantasia single mother factor on Mas2. Nurul, please leave the eighties and come</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108780345477704109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108780345477704109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise surprise....'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108752745446592141</id><published>2004-06-18T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T10:57:34.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.T.S.D</title><summary type='text'>Well, what to bitch about today then? Well there's the fact that each year, THOUSANDS of ringgits of taxpayers' money are spent on congratulatory messages to whoever it is who was granted a promotion/stabbed with a medal/earned a datukship/appointed a minister/married off their daughter by; this is the annoying part : STATE-OWNED CORPORATIONS AND SUBSIDIARIES. Is this ethical? As someone who pays</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108752745446592141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108752745446592141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/ptsd.html' title='P.T.S.D'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108744518083507036</id><published>2004-06-17T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T12:06:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm telling you all.....</title><summary type='text'>*Insert song lyric here*Theme: I hate myself and I wanna die but there are people who love me and I love them too.Thank you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108744518083507036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108744518083507036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-telling-you-all.html' title='I&apos;m telling you all.....'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108726721983103083</id><published>2004-06-15T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T10:40:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AF2 Watch&amp;#174  Ep.2</title><summary type='text'>What a weekend! Mas makes an arse out of herself (pun fully intended) on live national TV. Nurul shows that her talent lies way beyond cheap tears (cheapus crocodilius tearjerky) and best of all, most of the contestants actually have at least a speck of talent! After only one concert, here's my eulogy to all the contestants, in some particular order:1. Anding : Be tehennnn tengok lue! Homeboy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108726721983103083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108726721983103083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/af2-watch174-ep2.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;AF2 Watch&amp;#174  Ep.2&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108726713029237273</id><published>2004-06-15T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T10:38:50.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dah Demam?</title><summary type='text'>No. I aint talking about AF2 (I will later!). Right now I'm talking about the long-awaited sequel to Euro2000, that is, Euro2004. Things started off with a bang when hosts Portugal was forced to eat humble pie/suffer a greek tragedy/take it the greek way as they capitulated to a 1-2 defeat to the Olympic nation. Then Spain (barely) won. So far so good. Then it was England v France. Which team do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108726713029237273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108726713029237273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/dah-demam.html' title='Dah Demam?'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108693733222175398</id><published>2004-06-11T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T15:07:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It aint ugly duckling I tell ya!</title><summary type='text'> Honda City Mugen. Had enough yet?After my spin in the Honda City Demo car yesterday, I sort of made up my mind.Especially after I worked out that a full-spec City with V-Kool tint and leather seats cost just a shade of two grand more than a full spec Vios sans those luxuries.And I'm gonna make mine look like the one above.FEELINGS....Was in touch with N recently.Who's N? stay tuned to find</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108693733222175398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108693733222175398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/it-aint-ugly-duckling-i-tell-ya.html' title='It aint ugly duckling I tell ya!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108683423679808492</id><published>2004-06-10T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T10:23:56.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Car?</title><summary type='text'> Honda City v Toyota ViosWell, I dont really want to change my car, but I guess my old banger's time is up.And at the current car pricing scheme, and the class of car that I'm looking for, I have narrowed it down to Toyota Vios and Honda City. Okay that last part really made me cringe. I could as hell include a Proton Waja 1.8 in there, but I've had it with the nepotistic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108683423679808492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108683423679808492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-car.html' title='What Car?'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108674798582902026</id><published>2004-06-09T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T10:26:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY INTERNATIONAL BLOGGERS DAY!</title><summary type='text'>So, any gatherings out there in Kuching today?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108674798582902026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108674798582902026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/happy-international-bloggers-day.html' title='HAPPY INTERNATIONAL BLOGGERS DAY!'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108665518565957972</id><published>2004-06-08T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:39:45.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive</title><summary type='text'>More bitchings at work about work. Or more precisely, the lack of any work around here. Yesterday Boss got back from his two-week vacation (lucky bastard!). We talked a bit, but it was obvious that the conversation was forced. He was leaning back away from me all the time. I dont know. Maybe I'm a dissappointment to him and he just does not have the pistons to tell me or let me go. Which is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108665518565957972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108665518565957972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628689.post-108657851582157472</id><published>2004-06-07T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:21:55.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the King (King of this blog, anyway)</title><summary type='text'>Salutations, all ye loyal subjetcs. All two of ye. I have been contemplating about moving back to blogger for some time. If you have been reading my posts on livejournal you'd know, and I wouldnt have had to type the previous line and this very long line as well innit???Sorry..I tend to lose it wuite easily nowadays. Anyway, let's see how this one develops as we go along.Welcome. And please</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108657851582157472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5628689/posts/default/108657851582157472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaseflushafteruse.blogspot.com/2004/06/return-of-king-king-of-this-blog.html' title='Return of the King (King of this blog, anyway)'/><author><name>shadow on the sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16864945699157666564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6661/chairsmall.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
