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Thursday, February 02, 2006


Right now I should be writing about my wondrous skyping experience. Instead, I find myself submerged in a pool of frustration. Swimming's not a problem; it's pushing myself to swim that's making me really really pissed.

For a moment everything went on fine. Chatting with old pals Wenbin and Zhen Hui.

Then when DotA came on, I lagged. Irritating like hell.

If this works out, assuming I can get my computer to work as it should.. it's pretty awesome. It'll work wonders for online gaming. Imagine saving all the time typing, and instead focusing on the battle at hand. Shouting instructions over the intercomms, organising strats, group discussions while standing side by side.. losing suddenly seems so hard.

Will miss the times in the LAN centre though. Physical contact like slaps and punches will be sorely missed, and odd moments like threatening little up-starts..


Man Utd's floundering. I can't bear to see them like this. Nine years of loyal support, and I'm not going to give up on them now. Becks left long ago; Keane's fought his last battle. Giggsy and Scholes, last of the midfield supreme, now toiling on borrowed time.. Phil Neville, Butt plying the trade with rival clubs.. how did it ever end up like this?

Nemanja Vidic and Patrice Evra, decent buys, yet not great enough to change the fortunes of an ailing team.

Rooney and Ronaldo, the only jewels in a fading crown. Sometimes I wonder. What about Van der Vaart? Why didn't they whisk Robben away from Chelsea? James Milner? D'Alessandro's left for Portsmouth, to waste his talent away.

Ferguson you senile lame fark.. retire already. Every piece was ready made. Robben slotting in Giggs place on the left, Essien in the mound of Keane, if all the cash hadn't been spent on useless buys.. why Kleberson? Rio for 30? When we could've gotten Mexes and Emre for half the prize. Now Mahamadou Diarra's slipping out of reach, the dawn is rising, and Ballack's flying away.



Too many questions. Yet no answer in sight.

_'Jx]- faded at 11:40 PM