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Susan's friend called......and about May

The local Goth prototype has become a run-of-the-mill example of the apocalypse.

19:33 / 08.02.03

Yesterday at about 4.30 pm, a lady called me asking for Susan. Upon checking with her, she said that Susan has given her my number. I just couldn't contain my delight. However apparently the lady was too conservative as she quickly shuns me off when I ask her more about Susan full name. And kick my ass, I don't have a caller ID unit when she called up. Oh how oh how am I suppose to get more information about Susan to trace her down.

By the way, I have found out that Susan last known address was a rental flat. In other words, this rental flat is only meant for 2 people with a combined income of just $800. I was sad and silent for a moment upon hearing this. Luckily for me, I used to loan Susan $1100 in the past.

With Susan herself call me is all I want to know.......

And about May. May is suppose to come back to Singapore from Malaysia by today. Now it's still 5.30 in the morning. It's been 2 years since I know May. Dunno if I'll still be able to contact her with her old handphone number. Don't even know if she'll return to her usual workplace to work.

Now I am beginnning to think that the show 'The last of the Mohican' is just a bunch of bull-shit; where the lead actor tell the lead actress "I will find chew, I will find chew!!~!", looking forlornly at the actress, take a few steps back and plunge into the waterfall.

OH calling all the powers of the mighty Barbelonians, give me the power to carry on the search, bestow upon me the wisdom and foresight in seeking Susan and May, let me harvest the most precious eye of all, the all seeing eye of Akamotto!

21:11 / 08.02.03

No.

Strange Machine Vs The Virus with Shoes

23:16 / 08.02.03

Ah, Dave, here we meet at the impasse. One usually circumnavigates the scene but I see ya have other plans in mind. This reminds me of an LSD trip I once embarked upon! Golden dawns and showers, through yon twin towers, a gargoyle stood with veritable powers. I dragged the wench down stairs and slit her open, pulled out beautiful jewels and rammed them up your bottom, until you confessed to the crimes of Gary Glitter. A pirate’s life for me!

The local Goth prototype has become a run-of-the-mill example of the apocalypse.

04:47 / 09.02.03

E. Randy Dupre > May I know what are you saying No to.

Panarchy: The voice of reason > May I know what are you talking about? I am not very smart you know.

Strange Machine Vs The Virus with Shoes

06:44 / 09.02.03

Well Dave, you certainly have a mighty conundrum on toy hands. Why not develop an interest in football (soccer)? If you only supported West Bromich Albion your troubles would end, in an instant. Life would be peachy and girls like Sue and May, would be banging your door down. A corduroy blazer with leather elbows may aid you in this search. On Sunday the number 7 may be of significance, did you know that camels only mate twice a year?

Lilly Nowhere Late

06:51 / 09.02.03

well, so far, this is my favourite bunch of nonsense caught from
browsing the barbelithic entries. Did you ever think that maybe
"susan" and "may" have probably fucked off together and are now just
back from a piercing exhibition at the thaipudism festival. I bet
their feet hurt.

Strange Machine Vs The Virus with Shoes

07:34 / 09.02.03

Hmm, the further we delve into Dave’s troubled psyche, the more disturbing things become. Perhaps our friend here is a split personality serial killer, maybe the bodies of Sue and May lie beneath a thin layer of soil in his allotment and he hopes the rotting corpses will help fertilise his carrots and potatoes? You can run but you can’t hide Dave, we know your dirty little secret.
Or maybe Sue and May have run away and joined a lesbian commune, they now wear comfortable shoes and donkey jackets and live in a caravan on the Isle of Wight.

The local Goth prototype has become a run-of-the-mill example of the apocalypse.

19:55 / 09.02.03

If I only supported West Bromich Albion , girls like Sue and May will be banging my doors down

I don't even know where WBA FC is in relation to Manchester United, Arsenal or Liverpool.

Or maybe Sue and May have run away and joined a lesbian commune, they now wear comfortable shoes and donkey jackets and live in a caravan on the Isle of Wight.

Isle of Wight!! May I know where is this Isle with respect to the United Kingdom? Is it a 4 seasons country?

Our Lady of The Two Towers

08:10 / 10.02.03

< whirr > < click > < cli- > < CLUNK >

Hello Dave?

Strange Machine Vs The Virus with Shoes

13:17 / 10.02.03

Hello Daaave, you’re my wife now. Ke ke ke ke. Sorry. It is interesting that you mention West Bromwich Albion because their badge has a little bird on it, which relates to the advice I am going to give. You may be familiar with it if you have seen the film “Rising Sun” which stared Sean Connery and Wesley Snipes. In the film Sean tells Wesley that if he has captured a bird he has to let it go (don’t ask me why, Wesley could have bought a nice cage and kept the bird for several years, as a pet). However, Sean was not talking about birds at all, but about women (women being similar to birds in many ways of course. In fact here in the U.K. men often refer to women as “birds”. See also Nelly Furtado’s song “I’m like a bird”, but not Leonard Cohen’s song “Bird on a Wire” as this may make you feel depressed. Mind you there was a film called “Bird on a Wire” which stared Goldie Hawn, she was probably the bird in that, anyway I digress). There is light at the end of the tunnel though because Sean also says that if you leave your window open the bird may fly back in. Isn’t that nice?

The local Goth prototype has become a run-of-the-mill example of the apocalypse.

23:41 / 10.02.03

I called May at her handphone number at around 10 pm and she answered. She told me she has switched off her handphone when she was in malaysia as some of her clients have wanted to visit her and even wanted her to take them to places.

Look, my issue here is not about letting go. Rather this has become an interesting game for me in tracing people down. I have just request someone from a service centre in Kluang malaysia to fax me their location map. As you guessed it, the location map doesn't reveal much details. The service centre guy even offer to give me their contact number of their branch in johor bahru. See, I take the trouble to trace people down and I gain other things in return. Isn't this nice?

23:53 / 10.02.03

See, I take the trouble to trace people down and I gain other things in return.

Like a restraining order. Everyone's a winner!