I was watching an episode where Kim Possible was hit by a truth-gun which makes her go around blabbing truths. Word vomit. Like how toddlers who haven't been soaked long enough in the waters of tact will quite happily say "My mum said that..." to an unsuspecting adult, much to the mortification of the child's parents. Aren't kids great? Especially when they're old enough to talk but not old enough to know what not to say.
In the news...
The Malaysian Transport Ministry has approved an RM40mil, 127,000 acre port facility to be built on Pulau Tioman, invoking the ire of the Malaysian Natural Resources and Environmental Ministry along with, what I imagine, the wrath of avid divers and environmental agencies worldwide. Apparently the best place to put an expensive facility such as this is on an island far far away from any major commercial centres and right smack in the middle of a marine reserve. It's supposed to be a reserve for crying out loud!
Then again, it's one less thing to do for Vision 2020 and their pursuit of becoming a developed nation: destroy all natural things remotely beautiful - if it ain't artificial, it ain't moh-denn, brudda.
Outside my window...
The haze has descended on KL like a vengeful whore. It is making my dog sneeze.
Oh, and there is a storm coming.
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