The Untimely Being

I am slush. There is no other way of describing it. Add my name to the list of people who do nothing to contribute to the world. My being is just slushy. I splash my way through my days not bothered to stop or to harden for a moment to make a difference.

Of course as slush I find my own little way of contributing. Mostly I wet peoples feet and move on, leaving a trail of irritation behind.

I don't know how long I intend to spend my days as slush, but right now I don't have enough enery to materialise as anything but. Even the days support my effort - or ineffort (if there is even such a word) - and are hazy and wet. On clearer days I can feel myself harden into something worthwhile but then the rain comes and reminds me of who I really am, correctly putting me in my place.

Oh woe is me. Sigh I can't even act woeful correctly. It's just too much effort for my slushy self.

Oh well, time to embrace what I can't ignore..

A heavyweight offer from Singtel and American Express

Today my dad placed a stack of mail on my desk and one thick envelope caught my attention. It was ‘A heavyweight offer from Singtel and American Express.’ On opening it, it says ‘ Saves $300, with compliments from Singtel.’ Turned out that there is the cost of a yearly subscription fee to American Express Platinum, and they are waiving the first year subscription.

Now, this is the first ever invitation for credit card sign-up ever addressed to me, so I was reading through the brochure quite excitedly, being the first time and all. You can actually get a ‘Free Longines watch worth $830, as long as you spend $5000 in a year’. Wah! Attractive leh. And with up to 50% off dining establishments at Raffles club, free golf whatever tour and spa wherever. Hmmm no wonder people end up in debt!

But too bad, I don’t think I earn quite enough for a platinum card yet, hehehehe! There goes my Longines. :( Dammit, why did they send it to me to tempt me like that? *Throws myself on sofa and wails*

Perhaps I can write in to the bank,

' Dear Mr Big and Important Officer of American Express,

A very marvellous day to you. As with all forward looking and estalished companies, I am sure the future is more important than the past. I had received your kind invitation of subscribing to the American Express Platinum, and I am assuring you that my potential pay for this year would surely meet the criteria for your application. Enclosed is testimonials from my boss, my boss's boss and my CEO as well as my fellow colleagues who all have 100% confidence in me reaching the annual gross pay of a measley $xxxxxxxxxx per annum only one year from now.

Please approve my application and my word of mouth referral will bring you millions of sales and new applicants! Not to mention my Longines watch which will dazzle all my friends and make them join immediately. Now, you dont know what you will be missing out, so you had better let me join!

Most Sincerely,
Miss Lihai Pasta'

And this incident actually made me surf around looking for another credit card to subscribe that is within my range. And I was looking through all the rewards Programme and everything. You have to spend like $3800 to get a $20 voucher dining voucher? Hardly worth the trouble aint it? And even though my friend told me that she pays her bills on time every month, she gets an extra $50 interest once, just that she was too busy to find out why. Hmmm.

I am wondering whether the extra discounts and perks is worth the trouble and the potential delay of payment (because I am kind of forgetful) resulting in the potential interest I have to fork out. Ahh, I know when I am old when I am considering stuff like that. I was even going to meet an insurance friend to get some policies but she was taken ill and send to the hospital.

The definition of motivation

A long time, when I was still in school, an older friend whom I befriended in my part time working days suddenly smsed me out of the blue.

W: I feel very bored with my life. Any remedies?
Me: How about taking up a challenge?
W: Wow! That’s a new one. Most people tell me to take a holiday.

And that was the end of the conversation, because I did not follow up with her to check if my advice worked.

I should have because I am now at the same stage of my life as she was. I am finding myself bored with my work life. And I am questioning if work life is simply supposed to be boring or is it just me, or am I in the wrong job.

My work is boring because:

1) No bonding. I don’t particularly like my colleagues a lot. Which means that there is nothing to look forward to every morning.
2) No mental stimulation. My sales job gives me reasonably good pay and a reason to buy a car, but it lacks mental stimulation, which I am absolutely craving for.
3) No impressive superior. I don’t feel like I am learning a lot, in fact my boss says he has nothing new to teach me. And I am the type who likes to learn from others, so it is really boring when I feel that I am not.
4) Unrealistic goal setting. I am frustrated by some of the demands they place on us, which I feel that NO one can achieve. If you can, or if anyone can, please show me. But it is simply unreasonable to expect me to do what YOU can’t do.
5) Too honest boss? My boss, whom treats me like a friend, likes to tell me how simple his job is. Well, I already know that he thinks that way, and I feel a certain disdain. Your job is not just to make motivational speeches, but to innovate and come up with solutions, methinks.

So this is really vexing. On one hand, I want to finish this canvass well and achieve my target before I move on. On the other hand, I am freaking bored and un-motivated. And I am trying to think of a solution but I cant think of anything yet.

In my philosophy class, we learned about something like our base motivation. I can’t remember the exact terminology, but it is something like underneath the actions that we perform everyday, there is an underlying motivation. And if we un-earth all these motivations, at the bottom, we have a base motivation. Like for some people, maybe it is security. Which means that that is the motivation that makes them wake up on time for work, stay in the same job, and so on. And I am wondering what is mine? If it is security and money, why am I not happy with my work?

I think I need to find something challenging to do, except that my work is already making me damn physically shagged out most of the time. Grrr.

When choosing your first car

Would you rather go for

Subaru R2?
1) 4 doors ( More practical for ferrying people around)
2) Better sound system ( yeah! )
3) Drives lousier ( ouch! )
4) 2k cheaper


Or Subaru R1,

1) 2 doors ( inconvenient but cool!)
2) drives better becasue of the 7 gear thingy ( plus!)
3) has cool seats ( red and black, yo! )
4) Poor audio system :(

This has been bothering me for 2 days! My heart wants the R1, but I think R2 is the more practical choice. Help!! And daddy thinks I should get a boring old toyota. But me want a mini cool car!! HEEHEHEHEHEHEHE

( p.s: hope this is not falling into the 'dear diary category', its not really, its a grown up topic requesting the views of grown up people who had already gotten their first car. So there. :P )

You can never know someone well enough

About a year or so ago, I befriended a woman from China in her late thirties. She has a daughter who is 16 this year and they are here for her daughter’s education. WFC was someone who gave 101% to her job, a good listener and friend and offers fantastic advice. She was one of the few people whom I had really confided in, and we became very good friends.

A few months ago, she got into trouble with the law as she was caught working with an expired work permit. She had to be repatriated back to China but her daughter could continue studying in Singapore. She left her daughter with the church pastor, and some rich tai-tais pooled together a sum of money as living expenses for her daughter for half a year.

Before she left, she told me that she was worried about money, as she could not make enough money for her daughter working in China, taking into consideration that the exchange rate was 5 to 1. I told her that if things got bad, I would chip in and help with the daughter’s living expenses and school fees. Before she left, I passed her a sum of money to tide her over till she could find a job in China.

Fast-forward to 2 months later, the pastor and me kept in contact and she had lots to complain about WFC’s daughter. First of all WFC’s daughter wanted an Ipod. Next were the atrocious handphone bills of $150 a month. And this was the girl who was living off other people’s charity. On top of that, she made the pastor’s house a mess and did not care for her studies. When the pastor spoke to WFC that her daughter was spending money too recklessly and their existing funds would not last long, WFC asked her to ‘ask pasta for money’.

WFC also smsed me saying that she had something to beg me. I called her back and she told me to buy her a nokia 3230 hand phone and send it to china to her. She told me her daughter was busy studying and she did not want to trouble her daughter. Later did I find out through the pastor that the daughter was going back to China for a holiday very soon, and she wanted a new hand phone, which is probably why her mum asked me to buy a hand phone so that she could give to her daughter.

When I knew that, I was really angry and upset. I wanted to be a friend in need, but I am so offended that she would even think of asking me to pay for her daughter’s indulgences, let alone do it. And she resorted to sneak, by telling me that she needed it herself, because she knew that if I knew that it was for her daughter, I would never had consented. In fact, I am so disappointed with her behavior that I am seriously considering cutting off all ties with her. Because I really hate people who try to get the best of me just because I am gullible and naive. And I had always thought we were good enough friends to be open with one other.

It made me remember an incident long time ago when I was just 14. I had loaned a classmate some money and months passed but she never mentioned it or paid me back. I thought she had forgotten about it, so I didn’t ask for it. Until one day- she asked me for a loan again, and I said no. Then she told me this, ‘ Pasta, lend me la. Lend me and I promise to pay you back tomorrow together with what I owed you the last time.’

I was like, ‘ Bitch! U mean u remembered all this time and was just pretending you forgot!?’

Maybe there is really no one left to trust. :( I wonder who is sillier, a friend whos being conned of a handphone, or a mum whos so enslaved and besotted with her daughter that she would resort to anything to satisfy her daughter's whims and fancies. Children can twist their parents around their little fingers because our parents love us, but it is our love and piety that stops us from manipulating our parents to get what we want. I feel sad for her that her daughter is simply sucking her dry, and also sad for her that she is unable to take her daughter in hand. I actually told my theory to my boss and he thinks that actually parents know what we are up to, just that they choose to trust us and have faith in us. hmmm. whatever.

the dark side made me do it

Today was the launch of the new sales canvass and we had a party at a country club. A team building company was brought in to ‘improve relationships and teamwork’.

There was this game where we have to form groups, and pass marble from one end to the other through broken pieces of pipes. The objection of the game is to win through teamwork and proper planning and pass as many marbles as we can from one end to the other. We played a few rounds but we still fell short of the 168 marbles target by 9 marbles.


At this point, the organizer asked the VP of the company, ‘Shall we go again or stop? Do we want to hit the target of 168 marbles?’ The VP stood up and said ‘ Yes! We shall hit 400 marbles!’

Everyone knew that we could not manage the target of 400 over the past record of 159. That’s like more than a 100% increase in marbles and productivity. However, we cannot fail since this challenge was thrust upon us. So. We. Cheated. We put marbles in our pockets and empty them at the finishing point when no one is looking. Suddenly, all of us become sleigh of hands magicians.

When the results were announced, we reached and exceeded target. We had 813 marbles. Everyone cheered and laughed. That’s life aint it? Whatever happened to integrity and clean win?

Sometimes I feel that the management is at fault. Instead of brainstorming of how we can improve our productivity legitimately, they set us a too high target, a mission impossible and we had no choice but to cheat or not make it. In this way, they ‘forced us into it’. We have to make a lot of sales, do a lot of paperwork, and now on top of all that, we have one more target to reach and we are supposed to provide better after sales service. It makes me hopping mad at their unrealistic expectations. I , like yesterday, only have 2 hands, 2 legs and one voice. I can only walk at a speed of like 5km/h. And no, we still travel by regular transport and are not provided with helicopters or teleporting powder. Based on what then do they see fit to impose new demands on us?

Appropriate demands at the appropriate time in achievable doses serve as motivation. Ridiculous demands mean total disregard or cheating. If the company wants to achieve long-term gains, they should look beyond their noses and think of solutions beyond simply setting stupid impossible targets. Sometimes I wonder if the people had sat for so long in their ivory towers that they had forgotten what was it like to be out there on the streets, fighting for each sale and shedding tears and sweat. KNN!

Hooray! Wax & Wane is ALIVE!

Finally... not only one... or two updates... But a few! The volcano has erupted! Gone thy hibernation! Wax & Wane is ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yippie-yai-yai... Yippie-yippie-yay!!!!!!!!!!!

Good job, Pesky and uhh... wats dat name again erm... Pastamaniac!

Keep up the good work! I've been neglecting W&W too long... (Sorry Boss).

Hey Boss, we got private party this Sat after Groove Armada party. Wanna join, contact the President for details. We're not doing at his home a.k.a. STudio 9. Boring oledi. We're renting some place lah... Come, Boss!

On money – the root of all evil?

It is interesting the things you find out about your friends when you join an MLM. According to me and my partner-in-crime’s observations, there are broadly three views on money:

1) People who feel that money is not important and they will learn to make do with whatever they have
2) People who feel that they will just be successful somehow someday and be rich
3) People who want to be rich and believe they have the best business plan and they do not want to hear or believe that anything besides their plan will work.

Technically, there is nothing wrong with any of the above views and I had also held the same views at different points of my life. However today, I think that money is definitely important, and if I do not have a plan, I plan to fail, and therefore I am open to any ideas that my friends have which will potentially help me to be financially secure. Which is why I joined an MLM.

Actually if you look at the history of retailing, this is the sequence:

1) Mum and dad shops. Where you buy stuff from neighbor hood stores and each store specialize in a certain type of goods.
2) Superstores. Where all kinds of goods are sold in the same place
3) Franchises. Where people pay royalties to market products under the same name.
4) Network marketing. Where word of mouth is king.

At various stages of retailing, there was huge resistance as people were reluctant to change. Network marketing is simply the next trend in marketing as it is cost effective and has more benefits to both the company and the users as compared to traditional ways of retailing. Even traditional companies like Gillette have a MLM subsidiary company, and Coca Cola has even distributed their drinks in Amway, the largest MLM Company in the world.

Of course, I might be completely off tangent here, and if that is the case, I welcome debates of alternative views. What surprises and disturbs me however, is how quickly people dismiss network marketing without even understanding what it is all about. We may be an educated bunch, but we are still looking to conform and to be as unobtrusive as possible, both in our thinking and in our behaviors. And we are still holding on to the adage old advice of working hard and climbing up the corporate ladder for money, which I feel was the golden rule of another generation, not ours.

Of course, I am not saying that MLM is the best and only way to become rich. There are many many ways and this is just one of them. It might not even be the one for you. But I am disappointed by friends who close their minds to new ideas, because this is a rapidly changing world, where the slow to change will be left behind. I am also slightly injured and insulted that some of my friends might even have the conception that I want them in so I can make money off them. Actually networking marketing is a team sport, where we can help each other to achieve health and wealth, and if I do not feel that it will benefit you, I would never had approached you. It is sad how people always choose to believe in the worst of others. Whatever happened to Enid Blyton world?

This Day In History

Hey folks, this being my first post, I was trying to come up with something smart or witty. Then I saw the date and realized the significance of the day.

On this day 5 years ago, 2,973 perished through some selfish grand plan. Destruction paved way for what we came to know now as the "War on Terror". I was out at some mamak - while a friend was crying about being dumped earlier that day, everyone else was shocked what was happening on the mamak TV. Not too long after that, my first blog was born.

On this day 4 years ago, I saved my 51st blog entry. As the War on Terror picked up pace, so had residency on the blogosphere. Instead of mamak, I could now catch the latest soap opera and high drama among my friends unfold on their respective blogs and friendster messages. I also learned - don't laugh - how to upload photos onto my blog :P

On this day 3 years ago, my blog was at its peak. If expressing your feelings openly was therapeutic, try reading it after a year or two. While more and more people chose blogging as an avenue of uncensored expression, I began to question my sanity to publish one. At the mean time, the whole world questioned the sanity of a second Gulf War, in the name of vanquising terror.

On this day 2 years ago, as the world mourned for the dead in Madrid, I contemplated the fate of my blog. It was virtually dead. Not that I didn't have anything to say, but the problem was, I was expressing to an audience who had since went from demanding to intrusive. My way of life had become the subject of critique and validation. It finally dawned on me that maybe, my blog was a lost cause. Kinda like the War on Terror - yeah yeah we all heard that before.

On this day a year ago, the body count increased steadily. From Iraq to London, things seemed all too eeriely familiar - what happened to all the efforts so valiantly put forward by the leaders of the world? Haven't we talked about this last year, or the year before, or the year before that? You can only brainwash someone for so long with the same old headlines. Or maybe we all just need better distractions. Hmm what is my blogger password again....?

So here I am. Back to where it all started. This is officially my 3rd foray into blogging. As they say -third time's a charm. I have a bad habit - I either don't write, or I can't stop writing. Hopefully I'll be able to contribute something smart and wnw-worthy.

Remember Sept 11, not for whatever you read or see in the news, but for all those who lost their lives so unnecessarily.

WnW's latest signing

WnW is proud to announce the acquisition of our latest member, Pesky, who has joined us on a free transfer from a previous blog.

"These are wonderful days for us," said WnW's president and blog boss, Pronaz, after the signing ceremony.

"We are delighted that Pesky, who is much sought after in blogging leagues all over the world has chosen to join us. Not only am I excited by the arrival of Pesky, but the entire team is too, and I am sure our supporters feel the same way. It's a massive coup for us."

Pesky, a highly rated blogger, will join the team pending the completion of a physical and the Blogger's Association approval of a blogging permit.

Things they didnae want ye tae see - Parliament after-parties

Pak Lah daein some lines. Aye, he's one cool dude eh.

Watch n learn kids, that's the prime technique.

About Me!

Hello! I am the newest contributor to Wax n Wane, otherwise known as the guest correspondent from Singapore. My current favourite game is WCpool on my handphone. Every day, if I get too bored at work, I will hideout in the loo and play a few games to de-stress.

I am a sales exec by day, a MLM-er by night. Tues, I have to learn salsa and Wed, I have to go for lessons on business management which my uncle signed me up for. Sometimes I feel so tired because I have so many things to do. But I believe that one should always make full use of their youth and time to achieve as much as possible.

I am competitive and hate to lose. I am also very confident about my abilities, and sometimes come across as elitist and arrogant, although most people just think that I am a silly happy person. I can be very quick tempered and my face is like an open book, which means that diplomacy is not exactly my strong suit. I can be mean and sarcastic and make the most insulting remarks to people I dislike, but I make a very good friend to people I like. :)

I am very impatient and hate waiting and queues of any kind. I hate making small talk and answering boring questions. I love spending time chatting with friends and playing games, and I really want to play bridge competitively one day instead of playing mahjong, if only I can find the kakis.

I have two favourite quotes which have influenced me a lot in the way I think, and the way I lead my life...

- It is not the critic who counts, not he who points out where the strong man stumbles, and how the do-er of deeds could had done better. The credit belongs to the man in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and dirt and sweat, whom if he succeeds, know the triumph of high victory, and should he fail, at least fail while daring greatly, so that he shall never be with those cold and timid souls, who knew neither victory nor defeat
--- Theodore Roosevelt


- Whatever kindness that I can do or show, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall only pass by this way once.


Having typed so much, it was nice to be writing something, something that I had abstained from for so long after being paranoid that I was revealing too much of myself on my previous blogs and being uncomfortable with the idea. Thanks to Pronaz who suggested that I should contribute here. Looking forward to knowing more about the fellow contributors.. heh heh :)

WnW's latest addition

WnW extends a warm welcome to Pastamaniac, the latest addition to the team from across the causeway. Yes, our very own correspondent from Singapore! Gives us an "international flavour" innit :)

p/s According the terms & conditions of our agreement, I am required to mention this - Pastamaniac is very 'lihai'. There!

me - lousy contributor

Being to having a weblog of my own, I find it hard to manage two blogs at the same time, unless I post the same things twice. But, Mr. Pronaz / Blog-Boss would scream at me. So I've been practically ingnoring Wax & Wane for awhile. Sorry for the previous cheesy blog. I really don't know what to say. But I guess we should blame it more on the founder / administrator - Pronaz. He should have blogged more. Pfffttttttt~!!!!~

GT Girl

I stole this picture from TV Smith.
I have no idea who she is...
But she is DAMN freakin' HOT !!!!!

pussycat dolls

i'm going to watch the Pussycat Dolls later. Saw them at the press conference and they're gorgeous! Can't wait to see how they do at the show later!

Meow!

the Crook!

Halo, Elie Youssef Najem! You self-proclaimed ‘billionaire’!

Fuck-off lah! You are nothing but a big-ass liar. What! You think we Malaysians are idiotas? USD275 million (RM1 billion) to Makna? We’ll see…

And to tell reporters that your 19-year-old, 4-months pregnant wife had left you and that you are looking for a new girlfriend. And later telling us that you are just joking?! Who jokes bout things like this to reporters???!!!! Get real, dude! We’re living in the ‘REAL WORLD’ not ‘FANTASY ISLAND’!

Eh, your country, Lebanon, now at war. Go home and help your fellow-comrades, you coward! Don’t contaminate our Malaysian soil. You are nothing but a polution!

WHAT A SHMUCK~!!!!!!!!!!!

definition of limpeh

Interesting topic, here's my say:

Being Hokkien myself, I've actually grown up using that word without really delving into its meaning. It's a crude expression which is commonly used to refer to oneself (in place of the more proper and polite "wa").

Example #1:
"Eh Ray, why didn't you come last night?"
"Haiya, limpeh sibeh tired leh" (trans. I was very tired)

In our local context, "limpeh" literally means "my father", although The Coxford Singlish Dictionary, the only other reference I found on the web says otherwise.

Now a gwai lo might ask, "Good heavens! Why does one refer to one's father when one is speaking about himself?" Ah it's because we Hokkiens, and the rest of the Chinese race for that matter, are a very family oriented bunch of people; we make it a habit to always include family members like mothers (most popular), sisters, grandfathers etc. in our conversations. But that's a subject for another topic.

Example #2:
"Mai siao, limpeh really tired last night." (trans. Don't joke, I was really tired last night)

It is similar in pronunciation for both Northern and Southern variants of Hokkien found in Malaysia, and is commonly overheard amongst groups of old Chinese men at coffeeshops or taxi stands.

One thing to note though is that it's usually used in the company of other males to exhibit one's masculinity but rarely, if never, used in the presence of the opposite sex.

Example #3:
"Ma eh chee bai! Ah Chai hor lang phak? Lu tan wa, limpeh tong kim lai." (trans. Mother's pussy! Ah Chai got beaten up? You wait for me, I'm coming now)
[calls girlfriend]
"Er hello, lahling ar, tonite we cannot go Thai Club, wa eh fren got problem, wa lang ki settle." (trans. Darling, we can't go out to Thai Club tonight, my friend has got a problem, we are going to settle it)

For more interesting Hokkien words, checkout TV Smith's The Hokkiens

when limpeh was in Penang..........

Everytime limpeh is in Penang, limpeh sipek kwai. Limpeh don’t smoke when limpeh eh Mammie and Daddie are around. Limpeh seldom go out. Limpeh like to spend quality time at home. Limpeh love to sleep. Limpeh eat too much. Limpeh practice abstinence. Limpeh don’t drink. Limpeh don’t do drugs. Limpeh fucking sober! Limpeh would try to play limpeh eh piano. Limpeh sipek kwai. Very unlike limpeh. Kanineh!

‘Limpeh’ is a foul Hokkien word which means me, myself and I, intoduced to me by pronaz recently. He was baffled that limpeh, being a Penangite, have never used the word before. (As you see, when limpeh was in Penang, limpeh sipek kwai ma... Limpeh don't swear wan...) So, to be a true Penangite, limpeh is over-using it right now.

*how many limpehs word-count in this blog…???*

Hello World!

The heavens and the earth were finished, and all their vast array. On the seventh day God finished his work which he had made; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made. God blessed the seventh day, and made it holy, because he rested in it from all his work which he had created and made. And thus, Jennesis was born.

"Howdy!!!"

WnW welcomes a new member

Jennesis 2:18; 2:23 ;)

making a return

Seeing as so many of my friends and acquaintances are now blogging (it wasn’t like this 3 years ago when this blog was started), I decided it was about time to dust off the old horn and make some belated contributions to the blogosphere.

First, there was the lil matter of housekeeping and re-learning the interface in order to make the customisations that I wanted. Rusty with HTML, it took a few bleary eyed hours messing with the codes in the templates before I finally got all my tinkering done and was satisfied (well, all I that could manage for now anyway).

Next up was updating the link list. In my hiatus some of the blogs on the list have undergone some name changes, no doubt as a result of some 'paradigm shift' -- pink, paisley & bubbly lifeisfabulous.com is now looking for answers while being so Zen and transcendentallishly blue (cool!), and the unremitting Apocalypse is now 1fracturedpsyche (shocking!). TV Smith is, thank God, still at his satirical best. New on the list is Jenn, a "single, jaded and nocturnal" chick person who's got a right bowling arm that is incidentally worth a million dollars. Is she any good at bowling then? I don't know.
The latest addition to the list brings us back to the topic. Hammerstone, one of my "longkang friends", has got a blog! It's called "Life that's what is it about...". Er let's just call it "Hammerstone's blog". In fact it's not just only a blog but one of those newfangled community sites a la MySpace that lets you host blogs, photos and stuff. (Too bad MySpace wasn't around when I was growing up, there was a teacher I'd love to have had on it, heh)

"longkang friends" -- a term introduced to me by another friend of mine whom I'll just refer to as 'Sorhai' -- def: friend from childhood, known since we were kids, and since we were kids, there's the very likelihood of us having played together in and around the huge and dangerous storm drains in the neighbourhood that our mothers worried we would drown in

Now I'm on a quest to find out if any more of my childhood friends are blogging. Yeah it's so popular and widespread now that even our country's recently retired former prime minister has started one. It's called, what else, The Tun Blogs.So wot's coming next? Well, first, I'm gonna start updating myself. I'm gonna have to buy a webcam, yeah. So's I can start posting those fuzzy poorly lit webcam angled kinda pics of myself that I see everywhere on the net. Yeah, maybe we'll even do a WnW Numa Numa vid.