29/4/2006
In my endless pursuit for knowledge and wisdom, I was researching online for information on Bovril (because nothing turns women on more than an intelligent man who's clued-in on salty black paste that can be mixed into savoury drinks) and came across this Wikipedia entry.

While it's interesting to know that it started off as 'Johnston's Fluid Beef', what I find more fascinating and perhaps misleading is this paragraph that appears towards the end of the entry:

"The manufacturers also hoped to increase exports to Asian countries such as Malaysia, a primarily Muslim country whose government was becoming restrictive on non-halal meat. By changing Bovril to a non-meat base, Unilever hopes to grow sales in the country, where people enjoy Bovril stirred into coffee and porridge."

Yes, Bovril in porridge is pretty yummy, but in coffee? I've never heard of anyone stirring Bovril into their coffee. In Malaysia or otherwise. Further research reveals that even the BBC believes this is what we Malaysians do with our Bovril. As far as I'm concerned, someone probably got their facts wrong. I mean, Bovril and coffee? How disgusting is that? Imagine Jay-Z and Linkin Park. Eww.

On the other hand, smearing Bovril on your chest before going out for the weekend is perfectly okay. Oh, it's just a lil' something that I've been doing these past couple of months to, you know, increase my 'beefiness'. Then again, with Bovril now dropping its beef content to become a purely vegetarian product, perhaps that's not such a good idea after all. It'd be kinda hard to have to explain to the naked girl in my bed why I have yeast on my chest.

26/4/2006
My head hasn't been feeling right. It hasn't been feeling right for about 10 months now. Another two months and I will celebrate One Year of Waking Up Every Morning Feeling Angry and Dejected. It's amazing that I haven't started doing drugs or anything. Unreliable friends. My MP3 player broke. Nothing to see here.

Sorry, I can't find it in me to post anything more interesting. I don't know what I want and I don't know what I need. All I know is what I don't want and what I don't need. But is what I want really what I need? Fuck if I know.

Gosh, I sound like some angsty teenager who just recently got into OK Computer. Unfortunately for me that's how I've been feeling for almost a year. I've been digging this proverbial hole for so long and I can't seem to climb out of it now. No joy from anything.

Hope things will get better soon I guess check here or whatever shut up.