I've been in KL for 4 days and I'm just soaking in the sun. It's not so hot that I'm miserable but it's hot enough that I can enjoy it. However, in a few more days, I get to go home to a wet Kuching.
Oh, while we were here, my sister at home called to let us know that our cat, Mac, died on Monday. He had been missing for awhile and she found him under my car. Poor Mac. He had kidney problems and he had been losing a lot of weight. I was worried about him but I prefer it this way anyway. He was in pain and miserable. I'm not happy he's dead but I'm glad he's no longer suffering.
Right now, Nuril and I are watching The Birdcage on Vision Four. I loved the movie the first time I watched it and I'm enjoying it still. I enjoy how they make fun of people who can't seem to accept homosexuality.
Oh, a random thought again. I just enjoy KL. I would love to have the time to just sit somewhere and watch people go by. I tell you. KL is rich with story fodder. The people you can write about and the things they do. The people you could watch and try to come up with what they would do when they get home or what they do normally.
One thing Nuril and I noticed the past few days is how young couples here walk around. Some are very obvious - the guy would have his arm around the girl's neck, almost strangling her or the girl would grip the guy's hand as if she was afraid he would run away. Then again, this is KL. Girls are known for being like piranhas - young girls going after rich men who might or might not be twice their age, just as long as they are rich and can buy them lots of expensive stuff.
Today, at KLCC, we saw a guy literally hugging his girlfriend from behind and they walked around that way. Imagine walking around as if you're stuck at the hips! The stories I could write about them.
And another thing that occurred to me while I was on the monorail. Snatch thieves should not be jailed or fined. I think they should be tortured. My idea of torture is that their spines should be broken so that not only can they not walk anymore after that, they also cannot procreate and pass on their bad genes.
Aren't I evil? I am evil to those who deserve it. And I like myself this way.
Oh, while we were here, my sister at home called to let us know that our cat, Mac, died on Monday. He had been missing for awhile and she found him under my car. Poor Mac. He had kidney problems and he had been losing a lot of weight. I was worried about him but I prefer it this way anyway. He was in pain and miserable. I'm not happy he's dead but I'm glad he's no longer suffering.
Right now, Nuril and I are watching The Birdcage on Vision Four. I loved the movie the first time I watched it and I'm enjoying it still. I enjoy how they make fun of people who can't seem to accept homosexuality.
Oh, a random thought again. I just enjoy KL. I would love to have the time to just sit somewhere and watch people go by. I tell you. KL is rich with story fodder. The people you can write about and the things they do. The people you could watch and try to come up with what they would do when they get home or what they do normally.
One thing Nuril and I noticed the past few days is how young couples here walk around. Some are very obvious - the guy would have his arm around the girl's neck, almost strangling her or the girl would grip the guy's hand as if she was afraid he would run away. Then again, this is KL. Girls are known for being like piranhas - young girls going after rich men who might or might not be twice their age, just as long as they are rich and can buy them lots of expensive stuff.
Today, at KLCC, we saw a guy literally hugging his girlfriend from behind and they walked around that way. Imagine walking around as if you're stuck at the hips! The stories I could write about them.
And another thing that occurred to me while I was on the monorail. Snatch thieves should not be jailed or fined. I think they should be tortured. My idea of torture is that their spines should be broken so that not only can they not walk anymore after that, they also cannot procreate and pass on their bad genes.
Aren't I evil? I am evil to those who deserve it. And I like myself this way.
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