something's fishy over here

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And softly she sleeps

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Flowers that means nothing

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Cheese Balls

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Jazed for President!

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Bear Bear the Fearsome Rottie

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2007-10-08T05:30:00.001-07:00

Say hi to Eragon, Bear (that's me lah.) and Vera.

We look too good.
Hahaha... Just a little private time between me and Vera... without the little brat in the way...

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2007-07-23T22:00:00.000-07:00

Pa's gonna be out of town for a few days...so i wun be posting much.
But here is some stuff till he gets back.
Guess where am I?

That's RIGHT! I'm at SENTOSA! the Southern Most tip! There were plenty of Ang Mos and they weren't scared of me at all! Even when I was pretending to be Jaws...No one screamed "WATCH OUT! ROTTIE IN THE WATER!"...yummy white thighs.

OK...admittedly they were a little strange as well. I hope there isn't a crab in there...

OoooKayyy...someone needs a bath as well.

Ahhh....Eye Candy...she looks good enough to eat.

That's right my little darling...come closer...that's it....No wonder its so much easier to do fishing in their country...My Pa say one.

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Mica & Bear

2006-11-04T00:53:00.000-08:00

SAFRA party

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gif posting

2006-09-28T08:44:00.000-07:00

Gif Symbols

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2006-09-24T10:38:00.000-07:00

Outlaws

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It is very good for your health

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I guess he's very tired lor

This is how Bear sleeps under my table

2006-08-13T22:16:00.000-07:00

This is how my Bear sleeps like a Chicken

Black like Coal, Paws like Cocoa

He doesn't pounce around

He doesn't Bark like a hound.

But I think I will love him anyway.

You gotta be farking kidding me

2006-08-09T21:07:00.000-07:00

Talking about selling and marketing absolutely useless things on the Internet.

New Addition to the Family.

2006-08-07T23:17:00.000-07:00

Meet Bear Bear

Deb-B & Dan-X

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2006-07-17T20:51:00.000-07:00

This is the last pictures I have of both my Dogs.

Dan-X Male, about 2 years old.

I found him at a supplier's place among his siblings. He had the best coat then and I could only save one.I took him to a vet right after that and the Vet was shocked at the Ticks and Fleas he had. The Vet asked me just how long I had him..."two hours!" I quickly replied....

He was a really smart Dog. My Staff loved and pampered him. When they worked late, he would escort them out to the Bus Stop and then go back to the Farm.He would wait until the Green Man appeared and crossed the Road inbetween the white lines...better than most humans.

My Foreign Workers loved him. He would walk with them late in the night when they check the fishes and keep out the other stray dogs.We once had Cat problems on the roof, with Stray Kittens running on top of the office boards. He doesn't really like cats, but doesn't bark and chase them off either. I have seen him ignore a cat walking past him to drink from his bowl.

But he was intelligent. I manage to trap a Kitten that was very very ferocious and aggressive. For some strange reason, my cousin wanted the cat against my advise and when I was transfering the cat to another cage, the little bugger manage to escape me into the night and grass.Dan-X chased after the cat and stood on the grass patch. I couldn't believe my eyes as he was actually holding the kitten down with his front paw, waiting for me to come. I thought my eyes was playing tricks on me....but as he lifted his paw, the Kitten shot off again, only to be caught the SAME WAY just some distance later.

I only brought him a couple of times to the Beach, and he really doesn't swim. But I remember throwing him into the water....and he started to make for the beach. But when I called out to him...he actually turned around and swam back to me.

Every morning he would greet me in the office and rub himself up beside me...asking for a pat on the head. After that, he would lie down on my office floor and take a nap.He rarely barks. When he does, its usually for a good reason.

He sometimes came back with injuries gotten by fights with other dogs. I would always tell him in a stern voice not to fight...but being in a farm environment, I would like to think he manage to establish himself well in his surrounding community.

I remember him coming back one day rather drunk. Some idiot fed him Beer and he simply couldn't keep still after that. It was pretty funny.

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Deb-B is female about 6-8months old.

I met her coming back from buying lunch for my workers and she sat right down in front of me with her tail wagging.

As some businesses believe, its unlucky for you to chase a Dog out that enters your facility without caring for it. Especially a jet Black Dog.

For 3 Days I took care of her...giving her de-worming medication and feeding her properly.After that I planned to give her to SPCA as I didn't think I could take care of 2 dogs.

Frenie hated dogs and Andy (accounts fellow) didn't really like Dan-X. But on the day that I planned to take Deb-B to the SPCA, Frenie came to my room and told me NOT to send her to SPCA. She pleaded with me for over 20mins. Refusing to take no for an answer.

Andy did the same thing.I told them ruthlessly that unless they plan to take care of her, I am bringing her to SPCA.

And I did. But for some odd and strange reason (I've been a few times to SPCA) I got lost for over 45mins. I even ended up in Eunos.

I called back the office time and time again to get my bearings and when I eventually reached SPCA, a friend was manning the reception area. Just coming on Duty. I didn't even know he was in SPCA.

And HE pleaded with me not to leave her there as she would most likely be put down.After about an hour, I relented, thinking how am I going to explain this....when I saw I had over 9 missed calls from my father.

He didn't want me to give her to SPCA as well.

I took her in and she experianced Tick Fever. And she almost died. I took care of her through the Chinese New Year and after over $400, she recovered well.

She was a Dumb Dog. But she did learn her lessons well. She had a Wide Eyed innocent look about her. She was very very affectionate to everyone. She too, didn't bark. Learning from Dan-X

She did get into some problems and a bad injury on her leg. But she recovered from everything quite well. After she came, business improved as well.

She had the most beautiful black coat you will every see on a dog. It was Shiny and she was beautiful. Someone sent her to the SPCA after her bad leg injury and the person that did it, went to all the Farms to ask whose dog was it. Apparently, the SPCA staff said that when they arrived, she was very fierce and wanted to bite people.

I walked to her cage and when she saw me, she couldn't move her rear legs then, but she used her front paws to drag herself to the Door.

The SPCA staff commented that it was definately my Dog....It was her sterilisation day today. On the 18th of July 2006
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Dan-X and Deb-B died today...on the 18th of July 2006.

Victims to poison.

Staff said they saw them in the morning playing around...and at about 8.15am, they appeared with no cries....just foaming and shaking violently.

When I arrived at 8.30am, Deb-B laid at the front gate dead. Her body still warm. Her mouth foamed. Her eyes open.

I raced around the area for Dan-X and found another female dog at a neighbours place dead. Mother of 9 new puppies.

I found him eventually a short distance away at a grass patch...also with his eyes open. Some seen him shaking violently just a few mins before.

They died violently.

I will be burying them on my land later. I miss them terribly already.

I will miss you both. You're always in my Heart

Brown for next GE

2006-07-11T19:53:00.000-07:00

Never forget what has happened today.

I am Singaporean and I will not fly the Flag.

Blogs can earn you some serious Moolahs

2006-04-02T04:26:00.000-07:00

After reading Kenny's and XX's Blogs, I realise that Blogs can make a serious amount of Moolahs. Especially with sponsorship.

Thank you JasChoc for your comment in my earlier post. Ermmm.... HAHAHA....I only just read it.

Obviously I do not Blog very often, but I do in some instances like reading them.

You see... Blogs are dangerous.

The Red Queen herself have had to move her blog so as not to have her Bosses read what she wrote.

Blogs are a luxury I currently cannot have. I admire Karen Cheng's Aussie blog because it doesn't set out to thrill or talk about opinions. Its is truly a Online Diary which someone told me she is REALLY popular.

I wish I could write about my day like that.

What do I have in my life?

A couple of Dogs, an office to run.

Not exactly gripping stuff that keeps people riveted to their seats.

I need to do something really exciting. Lately, even food only does what it is suppose to.

2005-12-18T01:22:00.000-08:00

Jesus Christ I'm Bad

2005-12-13T20:31:00.000-08:00

recently I've had a greater urge to write.

But just can't come up with the time to even take a shit proper.

I can't take it ANYMORE!!!

I wanna...wanna...

go shit.

2005-08-24T02:01:00.000-07:00

Thank you threez for the encouragement,

I blushed knowing that someone as accomplished as you read my post. Your advice is noted with thanks. Let me attempt another one.

I hate working with friends. I always thought working with people I knew would be a great thing, but time and time again, I realize that just isn't true.

Something bound to fuck up.

Maybe it's just me.
When I first took over the business, R.Foo was the classic office bitch. It was highly possible she single-handedly ran the company into the ground. Well, it's a safe assumption when we realise she is the only one doing the shipment documentation, accounts and all other admin work. She would come into the office at 10am and leave at 11.30pm.

EVERY single day.

I thought she was hard working until I realise...
1) work was simply not done. Accounts were 2-3 years behind.
2) she locks her office door and cooks.

...Damn.

Now Kelly was introduced to me from an ex-worker who couldn't come back to help us as she had cancer. (Hope she's better.) She and I worked together just ok.

I fired R.Foo and started the dreary work of clearing backdated work. Imagine having to go through invoices that are hand written
.... and in Chinese.

and having to calculate each and every one of those invoices
...line by line.

Most of the tedious paper work I've already done before Kelly came onboard. After that, I simply hired more people to work.

Lithian was a Secondary School friend of mine. In those days, she was.... rather "well-rounded". I have nothing against being "Well-rounded". In fact, I was probably the first to befriend her (When others avoided her) and even gotten her home number.

Well, those were the days before Mobile Phones and Pagers. She came to work after losing her job in some Law firm. We didn't really keep in touch before, but I met her a couple of times at pubs and manage to exchange numbers again.

When she lost her job, I offered to hire her.

She lost weight. Serious amounts of it...but she wouldn't be considered Slim.
At best... Heavy.

So my staff and I were...surprised at her number of boyfriends.

Boyfriends of Quality.
Boyfriends that qualified for Manhunt competitions.
Boyfriends that were ACTUALLY in the competition.

Some drove sports cars and others were.... well.... rather gay.

She flashed pictures and dropped names. That usually would annoy people...especially in an office environment but in reality, we were tickled. Amused even. And I felt bad feeling that way.

You see, she was the classic groupie. She meets these men at the Gym she goes to... and when they talk or be nice to her, they automatically become boyfriends "of the special sort."

One even came over to the farm and parked outside the gate in his flashy red car. Chatted with her for a couple of minutes and left...with a few guppies she packed for him. When she came back, she announced that THAT was her latest boyfriend.

Should I have said anything? Sometimes, I wonder what sort of a friend I am.

She did her work well, and mastered the repetitive work with ease. And the day I told her about her increment after her probation, she tendered her resignation.

HUH?

"I found my dream job."
"Ok. What is it?"

"I'm hired as a dancer at a pub."
"...What?"

"I always wanted to be a dancer."

Dancer? Dream Job? Maybe I am the asshole, but man... it was cruel to my imagination. After that I found out that she became a waitress at a pub and any dancing was probably accidental. She's now back in another Law firm being someone's PA. I think.

I'm no Shanton Way and that will always be a problem.

MJ was another friend I hired. An insurance agent, it was quite a few tough years recently, and I hired him as an operations manager OJT. I have only one Golden Rule at my work place. "Work Comes First." My MC taking rate from my workers is practically Zero. I actually reimburse 100% of the MCs presented to me.

MJ was working for me a couple of weeks before I had to go for an extended trip to Europe. It was in Germany when I heard about him going AWOL. His uncle had passed on and he was very close to MJ. As his uncle had no children of his own, it was up to him to send him off.

Now, MOST companies wouldn't accept that half-baked reason for compassionate leave. In fact, even fewer would give you more than 3 days of compassionate leave...and that is for immediate family only.

He took his own time off with little or no preparation to the rest of the Staff.

Grumbles Rumbled through the company.

I wrote to him, asking him to come back to the company at least in the mornings and he refused to do so until 3 days later...on a Saturday.... and said, "There is nothing for me to do...why ask me to come back?"

As an export firm, we operate 7 days a week, and Sundays are our busiest day, as goods have to arrive on Monday in the receiving countries. So Saturdays are busy with preparation work.

I asked him not to come back to work after I verified with him that he really said what he did in front of others.

Moral: Never hired friends. Cause after that, you're usually one short.

My very first Blog

2005-03-30T21:13:00.000-08:00

After reading so many people's blogs, I have decided that I should set up my own blog as well.

LOSER! ME! YES!

I tried keeping a diary before but never succeeded....I wonder if this would continue...

My life like any other Singaporean, is pretty boring other from the fact I do not work in Shenton Way.

I'm a Farmer.

Or a Fisherman.

Well, I deal with fish. What a waste of time and energy to go through Uni....and end up being a farmer.

Big dreams of being a pilot, actor, research fellow....all gone. I'm simply a farmer now.

It's not really an easy job....I've got like over 3000 names to remember, each name has a common and scientific name....and prices for all 6 sizes. (S SM M ML L XL)

I've gotta manage people that are twice my age and scold pratically everyone.

I work 7 days a week. Beat that!

I need a break...and soon.

Flying off to OSAKA on the 12th...and will be back soon. Too many things to do actually. Too little time. I normally get my fix for writing on the SHEARES FORUM, but for some fucked up reason, the Forum server is down and nobody has any intentions of getting it back up. Apparently the IT Chair hates the Hall and the P is going through a BAD BREAK UP.

AHhhh.........what a stupid excuse.

I'll write more later...once I get my thoughts organised.