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Sunday, July 08, 2007

Phucking Hell...

Sunday. Woke up with nothing much left of the day and back to work again tomorrow. Fuck! It's raining heavily. Not much of a personal life left. With each week repeating in the same scenario, I hardly have any time left for "others". Feeling utterly uninspired and down. Nothing to look forward to. Becoming very cranky. No more patience for idiocy or stupidity. Everything (even music) sounds the bloody same to me. Lost track of what's what. Officially entered the "what-fucking-ever" zone. Tired as phuck.

And it doesn't help if I've people at the bar coming up to ask for Michael Jackson, Kool & The Gang and Kylie Minogue. I never knew those were a part of the bar culture sound. And also dumb blondes coming to me and asking for "more famous songs". When asked for an example? They replied, "I don't know."

Look, if you don't know, that means it's not known. If it's not known, it's not famous. Stupid! And I'm sorry if we don't play "Russian pop songs"... because we don't aren't in Moscow and I personally don't know of any CCCP-inspired tunes! Where the hell did they unearth such people?

Let's see if I lost my sense of humour as well. Here are some photos from a recent workshop we conducted a while back (before the smoke ban)...

One-legged dude and associate lecturer Datuk Razaq

Up till today, we don't really know what those blinking buttons are for.

"On my left, DJ Cranky-As-Fuck. On my right, DJ Not-Enuff-Sleep."

"I just farted. Please be calm and exit in a calm and orderly fashion."

And in the blue corner... Jason "The Terror Bear" Tolson!

Another hour of lecture, they'll be all under our hypnotic spell!

"Do these notes come in Singlish?"

Dudes... that's no certificate!

"Class is over! Wahooo..."

OK, so completely not the least funny whatsoever. Quite lame. Anyway... what-fucking-ever! A few days back, someone asked me a very important question. Hope the following explains...