Showing posts with label x in LA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label x in LA. Show all posts

the one about x's wedding










 id= id=Our flight has been delayed for 3 hours and I guess there will be sufficient time for one last post from LAX before I head home. It’s been a whole 2 months of fun for me and a month of fun for Lisa, even though I got sick 3 times here and I thank Cheeseburger Eddy for that but nevertheless he has been a great and tolerant host and a good friend. I love you man!!! (But not in a gay way) And for the record, after my humiliating lost, I manage to come back and defeat him in our little PS3’s WWE:”RAW vs Smackdown challenge but I didn’t manage to make Cheeseburger Eddy drink underwear brewed coffee because you know me, I am not that mean as everyone seems to put it. Instead he just has to cleanse his face and that is all. But he isn’t to use any ordinary facial cleanser but a ladies’ vaginal hygienic cleanser to wash his face. YAYY!!!!

I have never have much interest in politics but these days, the politics in Malaysia is better than a lot of TVB drama or Bollywood movies and it is hard trying to ignore it. I know everyone in Malaysia has been going like what the fuck happen to 9/16 - the power transition date? Come on we need some closure, please ask the chicken shit PM to meet out with DSAI and put everything out in the open and let us be the judge of who is full of shit. Is meeting up so difficult? If you’re so sure that DSAI is lying his ass off, which don’t you meet up with him and expose all his lies? As a fucking PM I think you should at least have the balls to do so instead of hiding like a fringing coward. Because Malaysia wants to know who is the delusional one.

But enough of politics already, here comes the important announcement. Yes, there is going to be a wedding but it ain’t going to be this year or anytime soon. We had a long talk and we agree that the best thing to do now is just to move in first before any date is being set. For the time being, we are just happy to be going home…



Going to CaliPORNia: a visit to the sex shop










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 id=Besides shopping for our cowboy gears, being in CaliPORNia isn’t complete if you haven’t visit one of the educational sex shop in LA. Man, I tell you I thought that I have already have a degree in porn but after visiting the Pleasure Chest sex shop in LA, really make all my porn knowledge feels like high school level porn. But I think it is great that we went there because I manage to learn about cool sex toy that I never knew existed and not to mentioned dropping a few of them into my shopping cart.









Vibrating Cock ring
A cock ring is most often used to make an erect penis harder and bigger, to keep it that way for a longer amount of time, and to delay and heighten orgasm. Cock rings work by constricting blood flow, keeping blood in the shaft of the penis. When a wearer finally does ejaculate, the sensation is more intense, since it took a longer time to come, and because the penis is filled with additional blood., I didn’t purchase any cock ring if you wanna know and even thought Lisa was pestering me to get one because it looks cute.











Jelly Vibrating Anal beads
Anal beads, also known as “Thai beads“(I don’t know if the Thais invented it or not) are a series of beads either attached to a string or solid piece of soft rubber, designed for anal penetration. At the handle end, there will be a large hoop or something else to allow the user to pull the beads out, and to prevent the entire string from slipping up into the rectum. Vibrating Anal Beads has small vibrator attached in the bead for enhanced stimulation. Nope, I didn’t get this, I have shit-phobia and anal is way too much for me to handle.











Wireless Nipple clams
Everything is going fucking wireless these days, even nipple clams. A nipple clamp is a clamp used to stimulate the nipples by applying varying degrees of pressure. Its basic principle relies on restriction of blood flow to the erect nipple. Wireless nipple clamps are comfortable, independent clamps that offer a sensual vibration. The rubber coating allows them to be non-chaffing during use. The turn screw is for tightening the clamps for just the right amount of pressure. You know I wish it comes with a slight electric shock, wouldn’t that add more fun to it? I am tempted to get this one but only with the shock feature.











Bondage tape
Bondage tape is a 2-3 inch wide strip of thin plastic material that adheres only to itself, without any adhesive, that is typically intended to be used in erotic bondage. Since it does not stick to the hair or skin, a bottom can be tightly bound and/or gagged without causing harm when the tape is removed. I got lots of these, I mean this is 100 times better than using duck tape right? because I pity the ones who always have to play the victim.












There are just too much sophisticated toys lying all around the store and I have no time to really named them and also learn the many many genres of porno movies which I would probably do it in another post. You know, after stepping out of the store with my newly acquired knowledge on porn, I feel like I am a walking porn encyclopedia. Sadly, besides the bondage tapes, I didn’t get any cool toys, come on how I am going to pass by the customs when I go back to Malaysia. You fucking know how uptight the Malaysian government is these days. Anyway, Lisa found me fooling on the internet again during my sleeping hour and we made a pack that if she ever caught me cheating on her with the internet, I am supposed to go to church with her. So I guess I have to keep my word and go to church with her the next week, even though I promised her that I would go but I didn’t promise what to wear. YAYY!!!!


Perfect Day











It started with breakfast in bed; you know you gotta beat the clock when you have a fiancĂ© who likes to cook too. Usually the one who gets up earlier gets to make breakfast and for this I remain victorious. It was a simple breakfast – toast with yogurt and freshly slice strawberries, black coffee and The Commodores’ Easy playing on the stereo.

I actually been planning for this day for some time now, you know spend a quiet peaceful day with Lisa. Instead of going to over rated places and fancy restaurant with vintage wine and expensive truffles and other grown up stuff. We actually wanted to relive our childhood days, wanting to rediscover our innocence. That is why it was a day filled with balloons, ice creams, cup cakes, horse carriage rides, toy shops, pet shops. And the day couldn’t end any better than going to a carnival filled with clowns, cotton candies, carousel and lame games that lets you win lame prizes. But I guess the prize isn’t the actual prize that you got when you win the game, but the memory and the fun that will last you a lifetime.


This is one of those days where it just move by so quickly and you wise that all the days of your life is like that. I never have thought I could find so much happiness in such simple things in life. It was such a perfect day for me, and I am glad I’ve spent it with Lisa; it just keeps me hanging on. If I was to sum up the day with a song, I think it would be Lou Reed’s Perfect Day.


here's a couple of version of the song for your downloading pleasure:


You know, someone turned off the sun when my wife died 5 years ago and I never thought that it could come back on an ordinary day like this. If we are all made to heal, then why all the dreams of my past keeps washing to my shore? Every time when I could feel a slight pinch of happiness resurfacing in my life, I keep having dreams of my favorite time I have spent with my late wife and when I wake up to the cruel and cold reality, there will never be a single part of that cannot feel the infinite sadness and melon collie of losing someone you love. So I guess this is part of the answer to why I don’t sleep or why I do not try to even sleep.

P.S. If there is a song that I would like to be in my wedding, it would probably be Scala and Kalocny Brothers' Perfect Day.






Lame blogger who blogs about his tattoo











This post is actually dedicated to all those who asked me why I tattooed the initial H.H. on my right arm and every time I have to go and explained to them what I tattoo on my hands is not initials but I-Ching. After which I have to go on and explained what I-Ching is and what does my symbol stands for. I mean it was pretty cool at first because my tattoo was attracting lots of attention and that is what a tattoo is for right? To attract attention, but it got pretty lame when it attracted a little too much attention and sometimes when I am on the streets, a complete stranger would come up to me and ask me about my tattoo. I mean I wouldn’t mind if it is a really hot chic that came up to me; I would probably ask her out for coffee and enlighten her about my tattoo and I-Ching. But most of the people that came up to me are dudes and that is really a major turn off.










So I am just going to do what usually a lame blogger would do, that is to do a post about the tattoo that I got a couple of weeks ago. My first intention was to get a tattoo of a Chinese calligraphy of the word Ghost/Spirit/Soul on my upper arm, after some persuasion from the guy at the tattoo parlor that it wasn’t going to look that good. I finally pick up did the tattoo which I am stuck with now - a K’UEI I-Ching hexagram on my right arm. I-Ching is actually one of the oldest divinatory methods developed in China over 3,000 years ago. Even the great Chinese philosopher Confucius has spent most of his year of his life in studying it. The study of I-Ching is found in the 3000 year old book I-Ching or The Book of Changes. My I-Ching Hexagram tattooed on my arm is called K’UEI which translated to mean opposition. Which of course represents what a non-conformist like me really stands for; you know it is lame for a blogger to promote his/her tattoo on their blog but it is even lamer for a blogger to promote his blog on his tattoo.




They say getting ink is addicted and I am beginning to feel it now. My second tattoo is just so typically me. My friends were saying that they saw it coming. If I didn’t do it the first time or second time, I would probably have it done on my third. So here’s a hint on my second tattoo



Taken from the Book of Revelation chapter 13: 15-18
“He was given power to give breath to the image of the first beast, so that it could speak and cause all who refused to worship him to be killed. He also forced everyone, small, great, rich, poor, free and slave, to receive the mark on his right hand or on his forehead, so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark, which is the name of the beast or the number of his name. This calls for wisdom. If anyone has insight, let him calculate the number of the beast, for it is man’s number. His number is 666.


"Yes, I am doing Satan a favor; he doesn't have to mark me, i did it o his behalf."


Strike Three and My Suicide Note











Dear everyone and the aliens who are spying on earthlings with their tiny satellite from outer space,



Current Mood: Alien paranoia due to Star Trek marathon
Suffering from: Depression due to post Nine Inch Nails concert trauma
Listening to: Nine Inch Nails - GHOST IV 32 [click to download]


I am looking at strike count number 3 here. First it was after I tried keeping up with Cheeseburger Eddy’s diet which landed me on the toilet seat more times than some of you ever get laid…wukakaka (joking, at least my sense of humor is still intact XD). The second strike was after endless sleepless nights of chatting on MSN and blogging plus the Hooter-rific hot wings that got me sick to my stomach. And now I got the flu from Lisa who has just recovered; Hell, I have been sick 3 times ever since I came here. It is more like I got sick almost every two weeks. WTF!!! I think my antibody is really going to hell ever since I recovered from my leg injury, which reminds me that I have a long due medical appointment. I should have been checking in with my doctor last month to see how my sepsis is doing but I guess it to wait till I get back.
Anyway, I am back in LA and staying with my buddy Cheeseburger Eddy in Pasadena. Besides being down with the flu, having dried up tangled hair, pale and peeling skin and dried up cracked lips which hurt when anyone tries to kiss it, besides that I am doing pretty good I think. I asked Cheeseburger Eddy to take Lisa out so that she could pick up some brochure and information to help us plan our trip up north of California to see them winery. And so I am home alone resting and armed with some flu capsule and my special medication in my flask. Even though it is 23 degrees here, but I am still having the chills which make it totally alright for me to have more of my special medication. *A mental note to myself, remember to fill in stronger stuff in my flask before Lisa gets back; i.e. Chili Vodka (God damn it, I am so in love with Chili flavored Vodka.). Even my fingers tips are peeling too, which makes it impossible for me to practice any guitar, so I guess I will be doing another movie marathon. And I just found a set of movies from Cheeseburger Eddy’s Laser Disc collection – The Omen I – IV.




xxoo,
x

P.S. If I don’t wake up due to the flu capsule and my special medication, just treat this as my suicide note.

P.S.S. If so, you can also add this to my most painless ways to commit suicide post.

P.S.S.S. Damn it, I hope I don’t die yet, because I look like crap now. I rather die when I am better and be a good looking corpse.


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I am Afraid of America




I am Proud to be a Heterosexual Trekkie
















I have never been down with the whole Star Trek shit or should I say I have never been much of a Trekkie. Star Trek has never been any appealing to me maybe because it has always been associated with nerds, geeks and losers. Look at the star of the show, the biggest loser of them all - William Shatner as Captain James T. Kirk which is so gay in his early years and has the physics of a tub of lard in the later years. Maybe it is the ultra high tech jargon which only an ultra geek can understand or their fucking battle cruiser the USS Enterprise that looks like a fucking “Gasing” (spintop) or maybe the sad and no life fans around the world who dressed up as one of the sci-fi character and gathers at a star trek convention to celebrate the greatest geek movie/series of all time. But I think most of all I think it is because of these really disturbing pictures of Captain Kirk and Captain Spock.




Up until now I thought star trek was associated with geeks, nerds and losers, I didn’t know that there was a gay aspect of it. I think this is Captain Kirk and Spock’s idea of “To boldly go where no heterosexual man has gone before”



Cheeseburger Eddy is really a gem, not only he is old school, and he is really-really old school to a point that he is making it look cool. Look what I found in his pile of reading materials. A video movie guide handbook with reviews and ratings and he has even bookmarked the star trek section. Guess what he even highlighted the movies that he has watched.



While I was waiting for Lisa to reach LA, I had all the time in the world that is why I decided to watch a couple of Cheeseburger eddy’s Star Trek Laser Disc. His collection of Star Trek is almost complete; only 2 movies are missing from his collection. You know, after watching the first 2 Star Trek movies; I was beginning to get the hang of it and I was actually enjoying myself. It was way better than I expected it to be. So with that, I decided to be one of the nerd/geek/loser and set of a mission to boldly do what a normal sane person has not done before, that is to finish the almost entire Star Trek Movie series in a single go which comprised of:

Star Trek: The Motion Picture
Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan
Star Trek: The Search for Spock
Star Trek: The Voyage Home
Star Trek: The Final Frontier
Star Trek: Undiscovered Country
Star Trek: Generations
Star Trek: First Contact
Star Trek: Insurrection
Star Trek: Nemesis

note:I found out that even numbered Star Trek movies are always better than odd ones.


After almost 16 hours of going through a Star Trek Movie Marathon, it finally happened. I think I have finally been converted into a born again Trekkie. Even though most Trekkies prefer to be called Trekkers, I think I will just still stick to the former because I think it is kinda cute. And for the record, I take back calling William Shatner a loser because I think he is a cool loser but that doesn’t change the fact that he is still so gay and also a tub of lard. But this isn't going to stop me from watching Star Trek: The Beginning summer 2009