Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Game,Set,Match.

The past week/day has been weird. The masterful surprise is surprised. Sleep is on a high time low. Irrelevance is on a all time high. Choices choices.

Blank Mind. Here's a nice (though small) pic of Sharapova. It's better than posting my Tag Heuer picture of Brad.

This is bad.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Of Mischa Barton and High Places


It's 6:35 in the morning and I'm just back from Genting. For utterly no reason et all.

Mischa. This is for all the good times we had.

California. Here we come.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Seeing Double.

The car is driving me up the wall. Well maybe not the car, the performance parts anyway. NOTHING I PUT IN THE CAR HASN'T REQUIRED ME TO GO FOLLOW UP ON IT AND PAYING MORE MONEY.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Even Moments Of Heaven Has It's Moments Of Hell.

Bastard manifold. Vehicle modification was never meant to be this worrisome. More power? Yes. More silly annoying vibration? Yes. Gotta switch back the parts. Means less money left? Yes.

On a related note. 200km/h has been breached. Though it cost me half a tank of fuel.

Next week should be undoubtedly interesting.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

The Power of Random Blogging

Wowee! I've found a savepoint ala Silent Hill 3. Now I can just save my life data and go to sleep!

You can too!

TMS Savepoints. Saving the world one point at a time. Oh what pun!

Arr.

The Zombie Question.

Would you do a sedated, fresh, utterly hot chick zombie?
She moans by default dammit.

My Name Is Alice And I Remember Everything.

Stupid automotive forums and one (1) energy charged song can deter a person from sleep. And one thing about sleepless driving is that it's very very dangerous. Because most of the time you either lack normal alertness or tend to want to sleep at every traffic light stop. Most of the time it's both. It's utter zombieness. And if I were indeed a zombie I would want Jill Valentine to come and get me. I wonder if she would do a Lindsay and want to come first?

Arr. Me be a bad zombie. Naughty even.

Ashlee's new single hits new record!

After almost listening to the song for 12 hours, there's still no sense of it slowing down. Brilliant. Whoa Whoa Whoa HAH!

The Meaning of Life

Isn't she just lovely? Go on. Stare at the pic and gaze into her sweet smile. Therein lies the meaning of life. Words cannot do her justice. Pictures are worth a mere thousand words. Video however..

Whoa. Whoa.


We at TMS want to give a big applause to Ashlee Simpson no less for creating the most addictive single ever. I know many people who would agree that this claim lacks any sort of credibility, but as is the norm around here parts, your opinion is irrelevant. The track has been repeating here for no less than 3-4 hours and we've yet to feel any remorse towards it.
If however, you do not care for her "music", you can look at this pic on the left which clearly illustrates just how a simple change in hair color can make you and your boobs look bigger and more attractive. And natural too. On the subject of boobs, isn't a bra a booby trap? Clearly not having any content to fill this new blog (and severely lacking sleep), we're forced to leave this post as it is. Whoa. Whoa.

Public City

This is it. The Mad Doctor is finally unleashing the madness of everyday irrelevant life tips and tricks to the world! You have been warned.

"all you got to do is live in the dream world and dream in the real world"- An Epiphany Of The Solution To Life's Problems, 7/10/05, 3.19am.