tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52111402024-04-26T20:36:14.900+08:00Ash.ox currently resides in Subang with a sister, several hundred books, an Xbox and a PS2. Author of such non existent bestsellers as "The Nimble Horsefly's Wife" and "Adventures In Pantyhose", he feels strongly that he should be knighted, which is a matter he's currently pursuing with the British government. In the meantime, he pretends to write his own entries, and hopes he will never get caught (or worse, thrown in jail). Embiggened!http://www.blogger.com/profile/12749814001549977957noreply@blogger.comBlogger703125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5211140.post-1109524472026590702005-02-27T23:01:00.000+08:002005-02-28T08:37:54.703+08:00

As of the time of writing, I am still reeling from 8 episodes of 24 back to back. Something tells me that when I finally grow up, I want to be Jack Bauer.(although I'd prefer to have Kim Bauer as a possible love interest, not as a daughter..but then again..oh no I'd better stop)Ahem.So anyway. I managed to snag Christian Bale's latest, The Machinist on DVD after nearly a year of waiting; and as

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I had to write: the smell of the mess in my head was driving me crazy; and the voices were broadcasting their weekend song on every channel on every other frequency, up to the point where I couldn't even think.So you see, I had to write.I woke up at 730 am in a hotel room somewhere on Jalan Bukit Bintang. Alone, yes, but not clutching the sweat-soaked sheets (simply because they weren't) not

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Dear Readers:As of today some of you may have had trouble accessing my new blog at www.insaneox.org. That's quite understandable. You see, my hosting company, Mercumaya, experienced the latest in a series of debilitating "occurrences" with this final one totally wiping out the contents of my account and domain (as of 5 pm) and of several others, including voicefromwithin.net and

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Hello there. If you've come here before you may be wondering where the new entries are. I've moved to someplace slightly bigger and better. It's all the same content, the same style, the same ox. Just a change of address. So visit me: www.insaneox.org

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Hello, people. This is your friendly neighbourhood InsaneOx, speaking to you via delayed blogocast (rest assured though that everything will have been tailor-made to your particular time zones by this time). There'll be significantly fewer updates this week as he struggles with exporting all the goodies you're used to be reading to somewhere a little more advanced (but not too much so that he

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Talking to a friend earlier this weekend I remember him saying two things that for some reason made the most sense among all the other sentences I've heard all month: 1) "You're a pig, Ash." - on what I've been getting up to recently (you don't want to know). 2) "That's a bit rich, coming from you." - this in response to certain statements I made about my approach towards relationships these

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There are days when I feel positively old. Not physically, mind you (although there are those occasions) but it's like I missed a step, fell out of sync, did a Rip Van Winkle - but you know what I mean. One missed login into PPS, an RSS feed overlooked and all of a sudden it's this sudden deluge of information, rantings, pr0n, and news. Oh, and I got fondled today at the pool. Believe you me,

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Okay, so technically we're past the midweek - but what IS time but something we came up with to explain why we're so hungry during the days, and why "night" is good for a..myriad of activities. I nearly forgot: American Idol's back. It's nice to see Simon and crew again, although Paula DOES look like she's had a little too much Xmas turkey. Still - it made for an entertaining slot tonight, with

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Mmmm. I love Picasa. It makes looking at those snaps I take sooo much simpler.

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The trouble with opening my big fat mouth, as I've found out time and again is that I generally land myself into trouble - even when it doesn't seem that way to other people. For a demonstration, let's look at today's little retreat at the Shang in Putrajaya. On the one hand there were several notable pluses: 1) I managed to convince the audience we needed the shift in syllabus content. 2)

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I had one of those dreams again, last night. When I woke up, there was a nasty taste at the back of my mouth, and my teeth were on edge. I felt more tired than I did going to bed, and that was after a near two hour swim. I've got a long way to go, apparently. The trouble with these types of dreams is that they never seem to need any trigger - they just happen; and when they do, they make this

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God how time flies. It's Sunday night again, and this time I'm a little bit UN-excited about the coming week, for several reasons: 1) It means I have to get going on the whole university celebration thing, when I already have several other things to take care of (refer below). 2) My brother's here on a short break -and it's unfortunate that this is one of the busiest weeks I'm ever going to

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Crazy night. Flashes of memory, past stains. Old hurts. It's all in the package, you know? Don't mind me, I should be sleeping. There's some work to do early this morning, and I'm debating if even sleeping is a wise course of action. Jack Bauer's cool. He makes words like "debrief" sound official, as if the fate of the whole world rests on how well it's pronounced. Tension headaches we all know

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There's nothing like a near-nationwide blackout to provide instant blogfodder. I can imagine some people like myself this afternoon, trapped in another dreary workday, thinking of tomorrow's potential shenanigans when WHOOMPH! the electricity cuts off and we find ourselves blinking and wondering if we saved that document we've been working on. I hope I did. I also came back early from work today

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It's a time of beginnings and endings. Literally. Coming home from work I booted the PC only to find out all my bookmarks had disappeared from Mozilla. The customary cussing and thrashing of foul language ensued, following which I realised I only had one thing to do: Re-bookmark every single one of those pages. Kids, please. Back up your bookmarks, at least if you value your hair (and sanity).

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Reading through Jordan's post today (Link) reminded me of something I'd wanted to post up here awhile ago, and it made me do some digging in my inbox. Luckily, the offending document was still there. I present it to you now, in its entirety. I even include those irritating "forwarded marks" for authenticity. Aslm, detail kronologi usaha membawa 300 orang yatim piatu daripada > acheh ke

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Seems like things are starting to go topsy turvy. It's half past four, I'm sleepy as hell and there's a busload of work I have to do before the week ends. There's a small throb in my left temple right now, and that can't be good. Marking assignments, drafting exam questions, a course outline for a new programme that was never my job to begin with, coming up with a suitable paper for the

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Come this March, I'll have officially been blogging for two years. Man, how time flies. One thing I've noticed though (don't worry, I'll not get all mushy, sentimental and constipated yet) is that every couple months or so, as the face of the blogiverse (my own term, can't stand blogspherewossname) evolves two little issues will come out of the woodwork with the consistency and perseverance of

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Oh my God. It's been such an excellent Sunday. In fact, for some people who are in the know, it's been absolutely 'banging'. But that aside, not only did I get to spend an extremely fun time having breakfast with some very wonderful people, I also finally got to sit down and watch the first season of 24 I got from eflix (Link). I remember I started around 3 pm, and after my sis joined in we went

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4 a.m: He doesn't sleep, though he knows he needs the rest. There is a tangible impatience in the air, as if something's waiting for someone to do some other thing somewhen. KL is quiet. He knows because he drove there himself to see. So's Shah Alam. In fact, everywhere's quiet. The light drizzle that fell on the city and its surrounding areas must have helped speed the slumbering populace to

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Busy rushing about today - I've got classes up the wazoo, but I still thought I'd share some nifty little links to my faithful readers. Hello, there. I've always been fascinated by Coffeelese (you know the pidgin pseudo latin they use in Starbucks) so when I came across this site (Link) I was very happy (thanks, BoingBoing!). I think it'll help the next time you need to step up to the counter

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I love going to work early these days (though I can assure you it's not for the love of the office) simply because the internet connection seems a little faster, and I can catch up with stuff to post for my readers (hello again, you three). Thursday sure comes up fast when you've got mountains to move and water to walk on. In between marking, setting exam questions and trying to come up with a

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I needed a bit of quiet before an evening engagement (not with Das Experiment, if you MUST know) so I found myself at a table, assignments on one side, an Ed McBain paperback on the other, the MuVo and a caramel latte. This is possibly as close to bliss as I can get without breaking the bank (though IKEA has possibly the best way you can spend RM 2, ever) but what I liked the most was simply

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Just as I was wrapping up my previous entry, the news started to crowd in. A Disney GBA game, Monsters Inc, contains the phrase "Fuck off and die". According to the Sun (Link, not one of the most trustworthy tabloids, on or offline) little Beki Stewart booted the game and got the foul message. Her dad who apparently spent a wad of dough on two GBA consoles and the games for his kids was suitably

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There is reason to celebrate: Monolith is safe after a round in the operating room. For those uninformed, Monolith is my Xbox. I consigned it to the service shop last Saturday after spending several worrisome hours wondering why the hell wouldn't any of my games load. As the service people remarked yesterday, the cause was apparently "a timing failure". What this means is that the data being

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