Speaking of wuss, something really funny happened on Tuesday night of the chalet, when there were only four of us. We were back from dinner, lazing around, when suddenly Ben yelled, 'DID YOU SEE THAT LIZARD?' I turned around. He was already standing. 'It was... like that! So big!' I said, lazily, 'Where?' 'Behind one of those paintings...' There were two paintings. One of a Chinese opera actress dressed as a general, the other of two Malays exchanging money and goods. I poked each one to make the lizard come out, then hopped a step back. I was musing whether the paintings would suddenly glare and snarl, 'What?!' when the malay man in the picture turned and said, 'Sia lah...'

Kidding. That was Ben's anti-maat idea. Kaiyan lifted the Malay painting rather high just as I was adjusting the aircon around the apartment, and out ran the lizard, well-fed and greyish black. Elton darted away. Ben yelled and came running over to the front door where I was making my last adjustments on the aircon and grabbed me, presumably to push me in the frontline if ever the lizard ran our way. In fact, the lizard scuttered around the wall before flying right off the wall onto the floor underneath the sofa. When Kaiyan remarked so, Ben grabbed me harder and hid behind me.

Now who's the one with no cock?

Also I got them rather tense when I lit the seven firestarters outside the balcony. You know... Seven candles for seventh month. I wanted to say that as long as I was there no harm would befall us, but that was equivalent to saying Christianity was better than Buddhism, and I wasn't about to say that there and then. But its true. Seven things burning bright at night... Gives almost anyone the gnoolie-bajoolies.

orchestrated by Renhao at 12:43:00 am
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