I wrote...

a long, long entry about things including Pak Lah and Lim Keng Yaik and the pool and my aching body. But given the wire-less state of our network it's now gone. Ah, well ~later.

I feel like killing those psycophants but I'm afraid of the state of Malaysia's prison. So, I'll probably just go kill the blackheads on my forehead.

I miss my mom. And I need money from her. Ingrate daughter that I am.

I need energy to fight them. I'll go live in a cage for the weekend.

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