king joe.

i went to college today, but it sort of left me with an empty feeling. luckily enough, i was fortunate to pick a used copy of the sun up, whereupon dr. m lashing out at badawi and government as a whole caught my eye. antagonist or protagonist? who knows?

the masterful surprise has come up with a masterful strip. visit king joe, the perpetual highness and friends, if you've got the time. new strips come out everyday at around midnight.

i might even make a cameo in the strip if i behave well enough. notoriety strikes again!

paolo found a review of the la bodega gig. it's here at glaringnotebook.com, and you'll be looking for the last photo. i never realized that the hair on my face would be so...hairy. and i've been called a "church guy". tres ironique.

for those of you not particularly bothered, the photo's here, anyway.

lord, i'm big. not very reassuring. on the bright side, it might just be the hair, as these photos from genting attest to...i hope.

denise (rocking the V), me, jeffrey (flipping the Bird unknowingly) and pei pei. my chin's still flabby, but at least there's a face to see.

token darkened staircase vanity shot of brooding fat guy with water bottle.
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there're other shots from that night, but they're just embarrasing. genting's always fun, but the Journey to Genting™ was terrible. with the MRR2 closed (thank you, Samy), we took a detour into the backroads of kepong which i'd never been thru before. it wasn't a pleasant experience, especially when it felt that the whole of kepong was going to genting along with us. about 40 minutes was added to an hour's journey. hardly pleasant. and i've always wondered if parents know that their children are hanging out at genting at weird hours? the number of short, stalkable lady younglings in genting's rather high, especially when they're hanging out with a bunch of jay chou lookalikes.

oooeerrr. fighting for daylight. more photos to come. sometime.