Ages...Age...Aging...and hair loss...

Hoy imaginary readers.

I don't remember much about the things I've written about, because it's been AGES since I've last written here. There is one thing I remember though, my extremely dedicated and equally supportive imaginary audience!

Thank you for being with me and staying around while I've been taking the longest toilet break. You guys are the best. (Yeah, I'm a sad individual.)

Anyways, much has changed since my last blog. Too much to blab about in a single round of words, so I won't even bother telling you about my average life.

There is something I want to rant about though and it's hair loss. ________________ (please fill in the blank with whichever central character of religion you believe in)was probably feeling particularly cruel and decided to plague mankind with this disgusting problem. Why have man own hair and then take it away from them? Why? Why on Earth would you do that?

Blah...thinking about hair loss is making me sick. You've probably guessed, a person can only hate something so much if it's part of their life. Yes, I'm losing hair. I hate to admit it, but I'd rather admit it to you guys, my supportive group of "non-existants". I think I just made up the perfect word. "Non-existants", wow, the entire imaginary community and their respective "Imaginers" can thank me for my creativeness.

On a side note, I've removed all FOUR or my wisdom teeth. I'm officially a moron. Got no wisdom, nada. That's probaly why I can't think of anything worth writing about to write. So I'm going to wrap it up and call it a blog.

Goodnight my attached group of non-existants. See you soon

All WARM and FUZZY

Morning internetters!
It's Wednesday morning here in Macau and I am feeling awesome.
Remember my cold? Well it's gone, it came flying out of my crack for good!
I told you Neocod was good. Use it folks. Once again I'm not advertising, I don't get a salary from whatever company it comes from.
Anyways, I'm feeling great and that's all that matters to me right now.

Guess what, my disorder got the best of me again(if you don't know what I'm talking about, please read my last blog post).
I had another 6 inch this morning, Subway Club.

I want to blog about something different today.
I'm a hoops fan, always have been.
Since elementary school, I've been a hoops addict.
Recently, the "Super Friends" shocked the hoops world.
I admit, I for one did not think it was going to happen, but it did.
I'm Canadian by the way and I hate to see Bosh leave T-Dot, but his leaving was not a surprise. Toronto has never been able to keep their stars, that's not entirely the club's fault, they're the only team across the border, and the market is limited.
For Bosh, Carter, McGrady and many more, who are after all Americans, the "push factor" was just too big.
I don't blame Bosh though, he did a lot for the city.
Hell, I don't even blame VC. I know the people of Toronto hate him, he did give up and all, but he's the one that put the Raptors on the map.
He was the face of the Raptors for a long time, he did enough for the club for me to forgive him.
LeBron on the other hand, I really didn't think he needed to leave.
He had a legacy, a legend in the writing. If he had stayed in Cleveland and gave them a ring, he would be standing right next to Jordan and Kobe as immortals.
I think him winning a Championship for Cleveland(if he had stayed), is just a matter of time.
He could have left much later in his career, if unfortunately by the end of his thirties he still couldn't get a ring by himself.
All that being said, I don't hate him or blame him for leaving.
Everyone loves to win and everyone views winning differently.
It's not like he quit when he was still getting Cavalier paycheques.
He left after his contract(that's more than VC can say).
He made his choice and people shouldn't criticize him about it.
Just because he was born with talent and can make millions a year, doesn't mean he has to shoulder all the load and can't go find help.
Cut the guy some slack.
I know many people will disagree with me but that's just how I feel.
The NBA is a business. Welcome to the real world.
Businessmen jump from company to company all the time.
CEOs and Managers search for better prospects and paycheques all the time.
They can be the face of the company, that doesn't stop them from leaving.
Enough of that for today.

All the best my imaginary audience.
Have an average but beautiful day.

Subway and Neocod Tablets with Peta

Hoy internetters.
Your favourite average guy(I'll pretend here because there really isn't an audience anyways), is sick.
It started yesterday afternoon after I finished writing my blog and continued through the night.
Fortunately, I popped some NEOCODs into the system and I'm feeling much better.
NEOCODs are pretty good, I'm not trying to sell it to you guys(I'm sure if you don't live in Asia you won't find it anyways), I'm just telling it like I see it.
That is exactly why I started this blog in the first place.

I think I've also got a bad case of "North American Food Craving Disorder".
It's all good when you don't see it too often, which is the usual case when you start living in Macau, but, I've found that there is a SUBWAY just right next to where I work.
My disorder exploded.
I've been having 6 inch after 6 inch, which is much more common here than foot longs.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I have been having too many too often.
Maybe I'm just trying to find my childhood.
From what I can remember though, I grew up in a place where submarines and pizzas weren't that expensive.
That's not the case here.
That is another reason why my disorder is a problem.
I might have to see a doctor soon if this continues, do you think any of you imaginary audience members might be able to help me?

Starting the week with Peta

Hoy internetters. It is Monday. Hur-"F"ing-ray!
I know you guys must be just as ecstatic as I am because I'm sure all of you imaginary people(who I pretend are reading my blog) must love your imaginary jobs, whatever it is that the made-up population does.
I wonder what imaginary people do...
Is there a police force? Do they sit at office desks like I do?
I wonder if...I'm sorry, it's Monday. Forgive my stupidity.

Yesterday I went to the bookstore.
Before I go on about the books that I bought, I must rant about the state of bookstores here in Asian Las Vegas.
The number of bookstores here in Macau is extremely insufficient.
What's even worse is that a HUGE chunk of the number of these bookstore do not sell English books, or sell very little amounts of them(not to mention that some of them may be as old as my great-granny).
So anyways, I went to one of the endangered bookstores in search of two books that I had my eyes on for a while now.
One of them is "1001 Facts that Will Scare the S#*t Out of You: The Ultimate Bathroom Reader", by the witty and very funny Cary McNeal.
If you've never heard of him you should definitely check out his blog at,
http://listoftheday.blogspot.com/ .
I won't go on talking about his book here, because...
1. He did not pay me.
2. If I type anything out of his book, I might have to pay him.
But, be sure to check it out if you have time and want to read something "different".

The other book, is the already very famous "The Lost Symbol" by Dan Brown.
the reason I've waited all this time to get my hands on a copy is because, well, honestly an average guy like me, doesn't really care if it's a hard cover book or a soft one. I care about the words and the money I save waiting for the soft cover.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do.
Have a great week my imaginary friends.

Window views from my ordinary eyes

Hoy internetters.
Today is a Saturday, the weather is nice and I'm at home blogging.
My life is so exciting.

But...not all is lost! I have you guys right? Guys?
It is my second day on blogger and my world is just as dead and lonely as it was yesterday.
Can anyone please tell me how to exchange my imaginary audience with real people?
Oh, I'm sorry... I hope I didn't hurt the feelings of my imaginary readers, they are the only ones here after all.
No offense guys, you guys are great. The only problem is you never comment.

Accha, today was just like any other Saturday. WORK.
I sat at my desk looking out the window and realized what an amazing view I had.

I don't think I'll ever be able to buy an apartment with a view like this.
Land is expensive here in Asian Las Vegas. Any ordinary salary would NOT allow you to buy even a mediocre place to live.
At least I get a view like this from my office cubicle.
For a view like this, an average guy like me can only hope.

Maybe he can help...

Enough ranting for a day...

My new iPhone 4!

Hoy internetters. My colleague gave me an iPhone 4 today! Oh yeah, I'm hyped!
When I saw it, I was blown away. So without further ado, it is my honor to present to you, my new iPhone!



Nice huh? Eye + Phone + 4. It's amazing. I died in laughter and then reincarnated because I missed my new play thing too much. I'm going to use it everyday, don't be jealous my imaginary friends.

Hello world..

Hoy internetters. Today is the 30th of July 2010, I just read an article on the internet telling people how to make money through the internet and I came across "blogging". Ridiculously enough, right after reading it, I wanted to open a blog. Yeah, I know what your thinking, I'm not going to make a penny from this. Well honestly, I don't really care, it felt good to listen to bullshit on the internet.
By the way, just in case you were wondering here's the link: http://electronics.howstuffworks.com/how-to-tech/5-ways-to-make-money-on-internet2.htm
Accha(alright in Hindi), my name is Peta. I pronounce it Peter, but i spell it Peta. Awesome huh? I have the same name as the animal rights association known for naked women! I'm kidding I love the guys over at PETA and what they're doing for animals. Please, keep making posters of naked women, sex sells, and sex also keeps men paying attention to what you're trying to say, trust me. I got side tracked. My name is Peta. I live in the Asian Las Vegas, Macao. If you have never heard of it, it's right beside Hong Kong, and we make more money than Vegas itself. Cha Ching! That kinda sounds Chinese...Cha Ching!
I kinda like the hang of this. Telling an imaginary audience about my average life. That's all for now, I'm sorry if I bored you, imaginary audience members, the first time is always awkward. It's like having sex, the first time it's always "I hope this isn't the wrong hole?"


That was an awful metaphor........awkward.....