After watching the youtube video below, I’m sold! I’m replaying Doom…

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One day, we jokingly muttered, “Boy, it is so easy (and cheap) to murder him. All we need to do is to buy a pizza and shove a slice down into his throat”.

Okay. It is a lame joke but I really wanted to blog this.

The OS-tan intro OP parody

What set them unique is they orchestrate a fusion of modern and traditional beats/music/score along with well choreographed dances and moves, not to mention the rippling muscles plus the sweat too. I sat on the second row from the front but thank goodness I wasn’t hit by the rain of sweat. XD

Anyways, I went to see a doctor. Good news was, it’s only a sprained lower back as suspected and it’ll take a bit of time to heal. In the mean time, she suggested me a few back exercise techniques to speed up the healing and maybe consult a chiropractor. Before I left the medical centre, I was just asking if there is a possibility of a slipped disc. She scoffed off the idea and said if it really is, my legs would be very weak and feel some tingling sensation (like Spidey?).

She ended up the conversation, “Don’t worry, it’s just mechanical”. For a split second I thought I was consulting a  robotic engineer and felt like a cyborg. Medical jargons, huh.

Lady A: “Good morning, XXXX. This is Lady A speaking”
Me: “Good morning, I would like to make an appointment.”
Lady A: “I’m sorry sir; you are in Sydney. We’re based in Melbourne.”
Me: “Um, I am residing in Melbourne.”
Lady A: “Sir, but your number is in Sydney.”
Me: “Oh, I’m using a VOIP phone. Think it points the call from Sydney.”
Lady A: “Huh?”

This is classic. Anyways, I managed to make that appointment after clearing up the confusion.

You’ll see him strolling happily into our department, greets us, invades to my teammate’s table and grabs a piece of tissue. He’ll blow his nose with a loud “pfffft” and walks away. Sometimes you may hear a “thank you” echoed in the corridor.

I had myself a nice lamb rump and at the end of the lunch, the big boss said if the power was still out, we could call it the day. Excitingly we headed back to office and when we were about to get into our respective cars…*pop* the power came back on! 

We were so close! If we’d cut our chat 5 minutes short and left, we could’ve escaped from the claws of the big boss.

Alas, back to work, yer dweebs.

Will take some time before the migration takes place. : )

In the office we have a car stacker that holds two cars on each platform and we, at times share the same level. The car stacker is a little space constrained, therefore when two cars are parked side by side, we barely have enough room to move in/out of the platform hence the office made a rule that one of us has to park facing in while the other facing out. I am the former and I always make sure there is some space left on the driver side so that the other occupier is able to get out as well.

This morning, this Fatass found the opportunity to inform tell order me to park my car closer to the corner of the platform next time and the tone wasn’t that friendly. And ohhh, that confrontation ended with a very cold “Thank you….”.

From that conversation I presumed either she was:

Speculation A: showing off her big, wide new Toyota that invades more space than my puny second hand.
Speculation B: having trouble to reverse her car in (à la poor parking skills)
Speculation C: can’t get her uber fat backside out of the car.

My take? I’m for C.

Over the weekend, my mum called. Usually, there is at least a hint of advice embedded in her usual 15 minutes plus conversations. This time it was short and pretty much random.

Mom: “Son, I just want to let you know this. One, do not talk on a mobile phone when you are driving. Two, do not talk on a mobile phone when you are crossing roads”
Me: “Uh, ok.”
Mom: “Pass this message to your sister as well. That’s it, bye”.

Thanks mom.

(Source:Kotaku)

And behold, today is Monday morning and everyone is at work by 8.30am! Surprise surprise.

Like the saying goes, “When the cat is away, the mice will come out to play”

(Source: Good Smile)

Fog + Low visiblity + Morning rush hour = Trapped-driver-with-two-hands-free-to-take-a-photo

P.S. How I wish my office route was on the other side of the road.

Opera didn’t want to miss this out. They have their own parody of Google’s speed test.