welcome to the guggenheim.

i had a supper set at murni's, which included an egg, chicken nuggets and chicken sausages. quite stupid in lieu of the recent bird flu that's hit kuala lumpur (but only in the gombak area for now). however, in true malaysian fashion, i wasn't the only one eating poultry. the masterful surprise consumed a supper set as well. his rationale? most of the items in the supper set had been frozen and probably were from "older" chickens. i pray that he's right. eggs are usually fresh-ish.

but then again, we weren't the only ones eating poultry products. everyone was consuming a bird. i really hope that whatever goes down in gombak stays in gombak.

earlier today, the masterful surprise had come to my house to drill some holes into my walls. literally. with a power drill, you idiots. black & decker. my father wanted to hang some paintings (which he's subsequently done). it looks a little nicer around here, but not by much. we're missing a video arcade.

my father's a miser. obviously.

however, i believe he's gone a little off the proverbial rocker with his obsession with hanging pictures. i mean, unpacking them and saving space is one thing, but he wants me to borrow the drill asap to drill more holes in. wonderbull.

welcome to the guggenheim.

tomorrow...um...or today will be a good day. i'll be spending the whole day with may ann. might clock in some college time before that.

speaking of which, i posted some photos today from last year's ball onto the board and garnered immediate attention for this year's save-the-ball committee. photos work. also, you get attention for acting like seth cohen in front of a large class while making an announcement about collecting cans to build your giant national flag with. hey, i inspire people. it's my fricking job.

aw, well. onwards and upwards.