went to hk cafe for dinner with law, yan, yim n wt. yim's late. so wat's new...
a movie after that with the gang. unfortunately ben n christy weren't able to come with us again, cos we always pull this kinda last minute shit on them. our fault.
anyway the show this time was the golden compass. it sucked. none of us could remember the witch's name. when we exited the cinema, law thought of a new name for me.
deep tone: "hey baby, my name is bear the nnbeppcb."
then we talked bout the schedule tomoro. law n yim r supposed to do a re-enactment for a customer. i'm supposed to settle some admin crap n bring yim's camera for servicing. all the talking settled, we went our separate ways. law, yan n bekev went with me.
halfway home, we did a mental stocktake... the vidcam's at my place, the charger's at yim's place with his room conveniently locked up, n we ain't got no blank tapes available. plus loads of other admin crapshit strewn all around our separate places.
panic.
called yim. no answer. must have put mobile in silent mode afore the show n forgotten to change it back. called wt. no answer. must be the same. called yim again. n again. shit. me n law decided to go up to law's place to settle some other things first.
yim finally called n learned of our plight. asked me to put the vidcam in his living room n assured us he'd charge it when he reached home. fearing he wouldn't reach home in time to sufficiently charge it, i opted for the silent strike tactic.
after leaving law's place, i made a pit stop home to grab the vidcam before heading on to yim's place. opened his gate as silently as i could, sneaked all the way into his room(law remembered he had a spare key to yim's room), all the while mindful of yim's hounds, the creaking plank in the middle platform of the staircase, n his room door.
once in his room, i set about looking for the bloody charger which i never really took note of before n dun even know wat the hell said item looks like. well, nothing like a near-apocalypse to assist in speedy education. the hard part wasn't the charger though. it was trying to look for a bloody pen in his jungle of a room to label a tape. i found gold, silver n black markers, but no pen. the only light source in his room, orange, wasn't helping things either. tried using the markers, n destroyed the sticker label.
shit. dammit.
finally found a blunt pencil under a pile of papers, labeled the tape, n made ready to escape. opened the room door. it didn't creak. it roared. so much for operation silent strike. no one woke up though, n i made my quick getaway.
man, i really gotta stop subscribing to yim's everything-last-minute mindset. better to treat everything like an emergency, else nothing'll get done.
a movie after that with the gang. unfortunately ben n christy weren't able to come with us again, cos we always pull this kinda last minute shit on them. our fault.
anyway the show this time was the golden compass. it sucked. none of us could remember the witch's name. when we exited the cinema, law thought of a new name for me.
deep tone: "hey baby, my name is bear the nnbeppcb."
then we talked bout the schedule tomoro. law n yim r supposed to do a re-enactment for a customer. i'm supposed to settle some admin crap n bring yim's camera for servicing. all the talking settled, we went our separate ways. law, yan n bekev went with me.
halfway home, we did a mental stocktake... the vidcam's at my place, the charger's at yim's place with his room conveniently locked up, n we ain't got no blank tapes available. plus loads of other admin crapshit strewn all around our separate places.
panic.
called yim. no answer. must have put mobile in silent mode afore the show n forgotten to change it back. called wt. no answer. must be the same. called yim again. n again. shit. me n law decided to go up to law's place to settle some other things first.
yim finally called n learned of our plight. asked me to put the vidcam in his living room n assured us he'd charge it when he reached home. fearing he wouldn't reach home in time to sufficiently charge it, i opted for the silent strike tactic.
after leaving law's place, i made a pit stop home to grab the vidcam before heading on to yim's place. opened his gate as silently as i could, sneaked all the way into his room(law remembered he had a spare key to yim's room), all the while mindful of yim's hounds, the creaking plank in the middle platform of the staircase, n his room door.
once in his room, i set about looking for the bloody charger which i never really took note of before n dun even know wat the hell said item looks like. well, nothing like a near-apocalypse to assist in speedy education. the hard part wasn't the charger though. it was trying to look for a bloody pen in his jungle of a room to label a tape. i found gold, silver n black markers, but no pen. the only light source in his room, orange, wasn't helping things either. tried using the markers, n destroyed the sticker label.
shit. dammit.
finally found a blunt pencil under a pile of papers, labeled the tape, n made ready to escape. opened the room door. it didn't creak. it roared. so much for operation silent strike. no one woke up though, n i made my quick getaway.
man, i really gotta stop subscribing to yim's everything-last-minute mindset. better to treat everything like an emergency, else nothing'll get done.
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