Dils Stop .

So that my friend is my weather report of the day. The server is not doing its job properly. So... I can't enter the system we are working on. I can't go in SAP system for thingies. I can't basically do anything except blog. (Like I really work anyway) A great day indeed. Let's recount what I did in the weekend. I went to Saisaki last Friday night for some Japanese buffet. I declared then by the end of the dinner, while doing some breathing exercises as to keep myself from vomiting due to overeating (heh), that I would not set foot to another Japanese buffet again. But after a few days when my stomach and appetite is back to normal, I guess it is quite all right to go back again. I am still lamenting the fact that I missed the baby octopuses. Gah! I was waiting for that and I forgot all about it after seeing the long array of sushi, tempuras and teppayakis ( my favorites). The weekend was filled with guests to see the new baby. I was bone tired. My tapak kaki are tired ...

Introducing a spanking brand new baby boy that the stork had just brought in today. Muhammad Abid. Inherit our family nose, but all else he looked like his dad. Adalah sungguh tembam. Hahaha. And I think he probably inherit our family plump cheeks too. Eh. He's my nephew.

I got no work. Its raining. I am cold. I am sitting next to the pantry where every footstep is a deafening noise. I want to complain!!! Naturally. Its about my wedding prep. And I promised I won't complain much after this. And I won't blog much about the wedding preparation. Biar surprise. Though I doubt it is much of a surprise to my friends who have to hear to the tiniest of details. Tima kasih la Sheema and Lini kerna slalu dengar aku bitchin regarding wedding preparation. The money is pouring out. I am on a strict diet (but tidak makin kurus. Makin gemok adalah. Stress eating kut?) due to my lack of monetary funds. No money to buy fun things = Very Sad Dila. So quit asking me to belanja la. I might just bite your head off. My fiance adalah cepat stress apabila I talk to him regarding need to call this or that or need to do this or that. Gah! I loathe people who gives advice AFTER I made a decision. OR People who wanted to advise me on certain things when I had informed that...

Laziness pervades. Various aches and pains. One eye continuously to be red. Maybe something wrong on how I apply make up. Or clean em. Still no baby. Nephew I meant. Anticipating one... any moments now. Gotten a bit lazy playing Sims Hospital. But by God, I will finish em. Have been playing it on and off for 7 years and still didn't finish it. Due to various reasons. Still haven't watched 27 Dresses. Planning to. It is raining all the time. Freaking cold. Make you want to lie around all the time. Seen Water Horse. DVD. Pretty good quality. Nice story. Kinda cheesy though. This is a filler post if you still hadn't gotten that yet.

For the first time ever in yearsss. I managed to watch an hour long drama Melayu and be thoroughly entertained. In a good way! Now.. I do not know if this very rare occurrence take place due to Effi's MBI or his insult on my BM (LOL), or the dry up of series in the La La Land, but I found myself transfixed in front of the idiot box. Oh the cerita? Its Vice Versa . And its just my luck to watch it on the first episode. Taken from TV3 site, the sypnopsis: Couple dynamics is given a whole new meaning in vice Versa. Things get interesting when the men get together..but that's nothing compared to when the ladies start talking when they meet. Perspective matters at the micro level as well as in the big picture. And when it comes to men and women, perspective is rarely the same. Kinda like Lipstick Jungle, but with less the gloss and glamour and the added perspective of men. Actually its an interesting concept. The first half an hour, they show the women side of things, em bitching ab...

I read this post from Vincent earlier this morning. Then as I browse the articles in the StarOnline, I came across this . A 6 words memoir. To quote Smith , " Everyone has a story. Can you tell yours in six words? " After finishing up my puny works, I opened up .doc and began to think and type and backspacing and type and highlighting and deleting and typing. They said be honest. But be honest in just 6 words. After several more of this backspacing, and typing and deleting. The .doc now only have 2 lines. Lemme cheat a bit. Between the 2 alternatives, I believe one if the line is not really a story. I looked at it and think, this is only a description of me, which is.... Am a ventriloquist without a dummy. So ... what is my real story? Constantly dreaming. Never reaching. Always pondering. Summed me up pretty nicely aight. Now, what's yours six words story?

I am thinking hard. Its hard for me to find a really .... one opinion post... I meant you know. Type a story about jelly beans. JUST jelly beans, without getting off base and telling tall tales of bugs on the next paragraph. I am used to the idea of my blog as a free expression of my mind as so I pity you my readers in asking you to read my thoughts as they jump from one place to the others. Also I do not have any witty post... to entertain y'all. Whatever. Some of you are still sticking around for God's know what reason. Haha. But I do thank you for being my visitors and even to some that are my silent visitors. Now.. the above paragraphs are actually me warming up to writing. Usually by this time my slow acting brain would had conceived a feeble plot for a blog post. Alas my feeble brain today failed you and me. So now. You are left with this pointless post. Maybe you readers can give me suggestions or asked me what you want to know. But I shuddered at your suggestions before...

Do I even need to comment on the election result? A lot had been said, many a jubilant, some with angry words. Me... I am sad. Haha. I don't know. I am a little sayu with BN many defeats. I do have to agree that a change is needed and BN need to recognize that somehow ruling by majority may not always worked or perhaps BN need to improve more within. But what's done is done eh and I am no certified observer or whatever to make an intelligent remarks out of this. However, it would make for an interesting years ahead (Hope the interesting would not translate to even more rants and difficulties). And a little side note swipe: I stand behind Pak Lah decision to continue as PM, even though there are some things I don't agree on; what he did or his choices. So my election comment would end here. And I am coming up with nada a topic. Ah yes... I am however coming up with a several persistent plots for a short stories. This usually came before sleep and ended up with me not remembe...

because: 1. The newspaper will go back to report the usual morbid story of rape, killers, murders, robberies and grandma sending snatch thieves to hospital *kowtow to grandma* rather than the fake-smile bakal wakil and whatever shaking hands with orang kampung or reports on how utterly 'rawkin' Malaysia is. 2. I am tired of everyone voicing out their election thoughts. Sorry Effi, *grins*; but too many blogs are telling people who to vote or not to vote or why they are voting or not voting... or Govt sucks or the Govt is the power that should be... or .. I can go on and on and you can bet if you click any Malaysian's blogspot link, 1 out of 3 blogs you will find one of these topics... that I am like.. Gah! It got so tedious that I am thinking of all these talk are beginning to reminisce of 'kedai kopi' talk with no action. But... if they think they are great, BN sucks and Opposition parties sucks more ... do like another grandma (I am however amazed and a lil d...

I am reading Neil Gaiman again. Smoke and Mirrors. A collection of his short stories. I never really liked short stories. I prefer to read short stories online. But his are particularly delicious and also sometimes scared me a little whenever I am tucking myself into bed. (Note to self: Don't read scary books before going to bed) . I might just buy another Neil Gaiman short stories M for Magic (is that right Jannah and Gon?) Also there is not a writer in the world that can inspired me to write something down. He did tho. I am afraid I might unintentionally copied his style as am too amateurish to have a particular style (or perhaps talent). However.... the writing is all up in my head. I can't seem to find the time nor the heart to really sit down and write out the events that transpired through my head. Thus I am convinced that I can never be a writer. Too pemalas and it takes such times and various brain waves (Let's not forgetting talent yar). My days are spent gazing a...

Dils : Saye nak meal no. 3 ye. DCGFF : Ok. Akak nak drink ape? Akak bole pilih dari options ni * while showing a menu for hot beverages consisting of only coffee *. Dils : Erm... ade ape lagi selain coffee ye? DCGFF : Kite ada selection ni * showing the menu again *. Akak boleh pilih mocha, capucchino , mochachino, freakin chino... Dils : Arrr. Ye. Yang lain?? DCGFF : Kami ade choice yang ni * Gah! She's showing the stupid menu again! * Dils : Ok. Tapi saya tak minum coffee. Ade drink ape lagi ye? DCGFF : * still showing the stupid menu again!!! while prattling on about the goddamn coffee. * Dils : * about to either strangle the girl with the stupid menu or spell out my question slowly * Fiance : Erm.. teh ade? DCGFF: * saying brightly * Ade. Dils : OK. Saye ambik teh. * said in a tight voice and smile * DCGFF: So ....* she continue on to proceed to rattle of our orders * * DCGFF - Dim Cashier Girl working at Fast Food restaurant. Fiance is...