Missile Garage, Meat Cravings
February 4, 2024
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Joking About Correcting Angry Pages Grammar
7:00 a.m. (e)
Arthur Oops ██████████ Jr (Joke):
"You don't have to add a comma here. But it's as they got stuff off* people. Lehan, I know that English isn't your first language and everything. But learn some basic grammar and spelling. Maybe. And I don't know what you mean and don't want to know why you keep bitching about '██████████ is using fossil fuels'. It's so lame and annoying and stupid. Wish you all the best. "
"Did you see that? See what'd I tell you? I was the one who corrected The Angry Pages. Jeez. Who'd have thought? I gotta tell my dad all f***ing day when I meet the guy. He is going to be so proud, that I showed him. That I found a spelling mistake. Lehan will next thing you know, lie, that oh it was a typo, cause he types so fast and never checks or whatever. Such a loser. Such a f***ing loser. "
Brad Pitt’s Ears and Considering a Nose Job
2:45 a.m. (c)
I think Brad Pitt got his ears pinned, most likely. This surgeon overlooked it. As it was in his early years. I think it looks very ugly, when the ears are flapping out like Dumbo ears, and I just don't like it.
I might later get a nosejob. But I don't know. I kind of look good.
Liking My Looks and Loving Myself
2:45 a.m. (e)
I look pretty good to be honest. I mean, I am a pretty ruthless, very truthful critique, my beauty standards are very demanding.
I actually do like to look at myself because I am narcissistic. A lot of people who are narcissists, they tend to admit to this. I think it's not a disorder or personality problem, as the alternative on the other end, is to not be happy with how you look. And yes, if I like the way I look so much, I should go and love myself. And I do. I really, really do.
And so should you.
Think of what a wonderful place this could be?
Malay Food, Beef Satay Suspicions and Coffee Smells
3:30 a.m. (b)
While I'm not really crazy. When we went here for my mum's birthday. I think I asked for beef satays, which I f***ing love. And they didn't give me. I started naturally to suspect them, that Thilanga and Shanika had phoned in advance, or told their manager to not serve any beef. It turns out, they have likely not made those or something. I had the porridge, called something. It tasted disgusting. I like Malay food. I think i like the Nasi Lemak. I have termed them as "Austronesian (Malaysian)" instead of Malays. I like Laksa and Mee Goreng. They copied the Malay dishes in Singapore to sell. I like their coffee packets. I might get some more or something. I love the smell of coffee. In my room, the university flat, I had the Nescafe Dolce Gusto by Krups instant coffee maker. As I was slightly intimidated by the coffee making machine Chadu got. So I would enjoy my coffee, and my room would smell heavenly, like a coffee shop. Or else, my reed diffuser kit, would make it smell like "white tobacco and cognac" or something. Or else, as I would pig out in my room, it would smell like chicken nuggets or bbq wings.
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