Still Alive

Amusement

MR2's in the workshop. Some jackass hit-n-runned it at Cairnhill. I always thought that carpark was a tad shady.

But the real amusement comes from the fact that it takes me 1 whole freaking hour to come to work using our world class public transport, but only 25 minutes with my trusty old mountain bike. Both leave me tired and smelly but one leaves me fitter, is free and takes less time. Actually, biking here isn't tiring at all, and I'm told that if I'd used a racer, I might not even sweat.

Yay public transport. -.-

On the other hand, my rear tyre suffered a flat when I jumped from road to pavement along Braddell. Help. ._.

Drrriiiivveeee

For a service that's supposed to be about the inculcation of knowledge and virtues, the amount of pseudoscience being disguised and "sold" as rigorous academic studies is mindblowingly abundant. I wonder how people accept this crock of shit.

Mental note: Not going to conferences anymore. It's healthier watching rocks grow.

Byeee... Hi.

It's been almost 3 years and the trusty Vios has never failed so far.





Blue LEDs on the console... Took me a while to align the things, but it looks nicer than the stock white display even if it does look beng-ish.


15 July 2008 - the final rides on the Vios were to the same destination as when I first bought it - all the way across the island to a particularly godforsaken place for some crap conference. Well, that was before I took it to Kaki Bukit for a trade-in for my new old, very old, chariot...



The insignia...

O HAI THERE.

Yep, I've gone completely nuts and changed it for a 16 year old car. :>

Countdown

1. It's arrived...

Countdown

2.

Countdown

3.

Countdown

4.

Madness

Sometimes crazy is the only way to live. Something big is coming and for the first time in a long long while, logic and practicality have both failed to quell the insanity and excitement that only this thing can inspire. :D