Of Evilness & Greatness

Weekend of 6th & 7th October

Friday

I finally got my PS2 back. It has finally returned after many many many long months being locked up with the evil dark lord known only as the ‘The Technician’. After being cannibalized and probed with various tools of torture daily, my PS2 is finally free from the imprisonment of the evil ‘Lord Technician’ and now it sits safely in my living room once again.

I talk like as though the PS2 was stolen from me by the ‘He-Is-Only-Known-As-The-Technician’ but in fact I am the one that sent it to him for repairs (it broke as posted in my earlier blog. Yes, it has been that long). I got it back on Friday, and to bail it out from the clutches of ‘The Technician’ it cost me RM250. F**k. I got to pay him for his “service and maintenance” expertise, and to replace a few faulty parts, which I doubt it is even faulty in the first place. The evil ‘Lord Technician’ strikes once again. And, I am helpless to stop him. Curses to him and he be damned. Reluctantly, I give him the bail out money and safely I deposited my PS2 back.

Yes, reluctantly because am I was wondering why I am paying money for an old game console as I can save that money and buy a brand spanking new PS3? To be honest I have no idea haha. But on another hand I guess the temptation to play my PS2 once again is too intense so what the heck. All I can say is, Carlo Tevez is back is roam the digital football fields once again (I scored 9 goals in a World Cup Tournament in ‘Top Player’ difficulty mode controlling that guy, so yes, I freakin’ adore him. Heck no, I LOVE him). Here’s a taste of the real man himself:



Yes, he is on the verge of greatness. One day. But not now...

Anyway, so I called up a friend on Friday night to test out the console, played from 10pm to 2am and it worked perfectly. Hallelujah, and there goes my social life out the window.

Saturday

Didn’t go out much as I was grappling with my PS2 for much of the day. Didn’t turn up for work either haha, but it a Saturday and it’s not compulsory to work so what the heck, f**k work and I’ll deal with it on Monday.

Saturday night attended a dinner to celebrate a close aunty of mine’s birthday at Equatorial Hotel, KL. Nice place, nice looking restaurant but bad food. As usual with these hotel restaurants. Oh well. Here’s some pictures:

The food is so good, they offer you 2 pairs of chopsticks. Go on, try it!!!

Good evening sir, smoking or non-smoking?

I'll take 2 bottles of that Chteau La Mondotte Saint-Emilion, please. What? RM 2,000 per bottle??? Ok, let's go to 'Old Town Kopitiam' instead...

Sunday

Woke up way early ‘cause have to meet up with a bunch of friends that worked/still working at my current company. Have to drive all the way to Kajang, as the place to meet up was at Kajang Metropoint. Don’t be fooled by the name as this new shopping complex is quite up-class with stuff and restaurants that you can get in any Mid Valley or 1 U. We had lunch in 'Shokudo' (bad food) and later for coffee at 'Old Town Kopitiam' (better than that rip-off 'Starbucks' anyday). Chitchatted and took some pictures. But somebody promised me to upload the pictures in my Friendster account. But yet, no sign of pictures from this somebody. Where is it Mr/Ms. somebody? Hhhmmmm….?

Later have to rush from Kajang to KLCC for a movie with SL. Yup, from Subang to Kajang and then to KL, and later go back to Subang. Total distance that day: 116 km. It’s half way back to Ipoh already. PK from petrol cost man. But anyway, we watched this great movie called ‘Bourne Ultimatum’ and it was a kick-ass piece of movie-making masterwork. I’ll post what I thought about it later, but the bottom-line is, it is the best Borne movie ever and is the most excellent movie I have seen this year. Truly an intense, breath-taking and most realistic action movie ever made and it beats any secret agent movies by a wide margin. 'Casino Royale' did not even come close to this great film of fine movie-making craftsmanship. Paul Greengrass the director, I adore you.

After almost 2 hours of electric action in the cinema seat, we wanted to clam our nerves so we ingested some hot green tea and sashimi at 'Nippon Tei'. Chitchatted for more than 2 hours and headed back to Subang.

Halfway driving, I received a call from a friend that it was Liverpool playing with Spurs. Crap, it should be a great game I thought. Hence, agreed with the caller for a drink at a mamak stall, later joined by more friends, watched Liverpool snatch a draw with Spurs right at the death of the match and watch Martin Jol, the manager of Spurs, suffer even more agony with another draw and that result sealed them at the bottom of the league table for many more weeks to come. I pity Paul Robinson.