I’m always here, baby, waiting.

You’re in for a surprise, maybe, and I’ll only let a selected few of you know by January. It’s not a strippers party extravaganza or anything of the sort, so don’t get your hopes too high. It’s not certain, yet. If you have no idea what the fuck I’m talking about, just let it slip and continue reading.

We again went out and this time, it’s not Marilyn’s Cafe (although we did stop-by after the event), it’s Riviera Cafe adjacent to the mucky brown Belait River. I was relunctant at first because I had a severe stomach-ache that afternoon, after much persuasion from a deary friend, I attended the gathering. We convened at a joint-table at Riviera to watch Ronald and the gang (I don’t know what’s the name of his band, so I made one up), consisting of him and other 2 family members — his little brother and his other little brother. Left to right: Ronald; on the guitars, his brother; on bass and lastly his 6-7 year old brother; on the drums. They played well. Really well, actually. His brother is amazing on the drums, considering he’s only 6 years old. For a little boy his age, he played the drums way beyond his years and definitely received a few woahs from the audience. Equally, all three brothers played stunningly on their respective musical instruments and no doubt, that they have the musical gene in them.

I bought Bully (by Rockstar games, google it) on the PS2, today just to fill my time during the wee hours of the day. Sadly, as I sat on the comfy couch, inserted the dvd, waited a few seconds, and probably another few seconds, it took forever to load. I tried numerous time but to no avail. So now, I have absolutely nothing to do and I’m taking it back to the shop first thing in the morning. If she doesn’t want to switch, even with the receipt intact, I’ll demand my B$3 back! Enough to get me a pack of Marlboro’s. And that makes me happy.

So, until next entry, I’m gonna check on my cat to see how’s she doing.

P/S: To Stella, if you’re reading this, I’m extremely sorry about yesterday – my laptop batt went flat in the middle of our conversation. I’ll further enlighten you with my mad photoshop skills (haha!) next conversation, kay?

P/S/S: A special thanks to Ronald for a great performance and for doing that really cool thing with his teeth on the guitars.

Affy-