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I always thought that buffet means we pay a sum of money and get to eat unlimited food by choosing from the myriad of yummy-licious food displayed on the never-ending sideboard or table. But…this particular restaurant that I went with my bunch of old buddies a few weeks ago were…rather different.

Called Umai-ya, this Japanese restaurant is located in Damansara Uptown, which we had difficulty finding it (we got lost like, half an hour or more?). Oh, and we had a special guest with us…my goddaughter! Though we arrived pretty late, the private room that we booked was still available. Thank God!

I looked left and right, left and right again for the food display but found none, which was very weird. As we were seated, the waitress handed us the menus and Lay Yan informed us that we can ORDER as many food as we want. Oh…so now I get it…there’s no food on display and we can’t get to grab as many as we want and fill our table with loads of mouth-watering food because that was the Order-As-Many-As-You-Want-And-Eat buffet. Hmm…slightly disappointed…

After we scanned through the menu and ready to order, we were greeted by a dead-pan waiter with an American accent. He was like “Uh…can I take your order?” When we asked for some explanation on what type of food A or B was, again, he answered in such a lame and lazy way till we felt like strangling him! Also, when it got too cold in the private room, we asked him to turn it down, to which his response was…a mere nod and left the sliding door open! WTF?! Oh, so that’s how you adjust the air conditioner’s temperature! Very smart, you $h1+head!

Despite our irritating encounter with Mr. Goofy, we sort of uhm…enjoyed the food, and while waiting in between for the food to arrive, we either took some photos (none of us brought digital camera, so, we used my mobile’s and Yuen Ling’s) or busy chasing the little girl around! Actually, it’s a good thing to tag along with your kid (if you don’t have one, go grab one from your married friends) the next time you go for a buffet coz’ it certainly helps in a speedy digestion process! LOL!

The best part of all was…they somehow miscalculated the number of human beings in the room and charged us for 4 adults and one child instead of six adults and one child! LOL! It was definitely worth it! (minus the thrill of having to pick our own food off the sideboard and being served by an @$$h0le). Here’s our bill…

I am so excited earlier today! I finally managed to celebrate my pooch’s birthday with a cake! A sponge cheesecake to be exact! LOL! You can do the same too by placing your order through this site: www.pawzbakery.blogspot.com (the link is permanently etched on my site’s right navigation bar under Sites I Love! column)

I got the mini table ready, told my brother to get hold of him and…and…and…we failed to make him sit and stay! LOL!!!! He was tooooooooo excited to stay still! He kept trying to dash forward and almost gulp down the entire cake! We dare not lit any candles for fear that we might accidentally let him loose and he’d burn his entire furry face! Better not risk that! LOL! Hence, there were many shaky shots taken, and here are some samples……..

And here are some not-so-shaky shots…

Happy birthday baby!!

This is the one that I like best…

Oh yesssss…I should have learnt this powderful art since day one into the war zone. Yes, war zone. Not exercise. I’ve been repeatedly advised by my concerned comrades not to take on tasks which aren’t my responsibility, and stop doing the Commander’s work. The more I ‘help’ the Commander in accomplishing several of HIS missions, the more dependant he is on me.

In fact, the Commander depends on me soooooo much till he doesn’t blardee know his own actual missions. And when I could no longer help him with HIS tasks due to my OWN supernova-sized missions, I begin to slowly let go of what’s not mine and handover back his $h1+. But guess what? The Commander thought I am not doing my job! What an ignorant, stupid s0n0fab1+ch!!!!

Well, I’ve had enough of his crap!!!!! From now on, I shall only accomplish my OWN missions, and with the art of Tai Chi, I will tai chi my way out of his sh1tty missions and make more time for myself. Sorry that I haven’t been updating my blog for the past week.

OH. MY. FREAKIN’. LEMBU. Wait, that doesn’t sound right. How about this? OH. MY. FREAKIN’. KERBAU?? Wait, something’s seriously wrong here. Hey, what about this, OH. MY. FREAKIN’ KAMBING??? Wait a sec…nothing seems right here! That’s because everything right now is so freakin’ wrong!!!

This freakin’ morning…when I freakin’ hurriedly left for work after so many freakin’ grueling hours of freakin’ work the night before…I freakin’ realized that I freakin’ forgot to brush my freakin’ teeth!!! WHAT. THE. FREAKIN’. FART?!?!?!?!!!! I have never in my entire freakin’ miserable life, forget to freakin’ BRUSH my teeth before I even freakin’ step out of the house!!!!! I couldn’t even freakin’ leave home without my freakin’ watch!

Fortunately, NO one freakin’ pass out in the meeting room, and NO one freakin’ run like a million freakin’ miles away from me whenever I freakin’ open my freakin’ mouth! Sigh…I freakin’ swear that I’ll freakin’ resign within 24 freakin’ hours (freakin’ sue me for all I care!) if I ever freakin’ leave my freakin’ house WITHOUT my freakin’ BRA!!!

Or…if I ever freakin’ leave my house WITHOUT my freakin’ PANTS, I am so freakin’ gonna check myself into a freakin’ mental institution!!! Then I’ll be the freakiest person y’all are ever gonna freakin’ see! Sigh…I am so freakin’ tired and miserable right now till my freakin’ brain refuses to freakin’ think about work!

By the way, if you’re freakin’ wondering why there are so many freakin’ freakin’ words, that’s because my one of freakin’ friends finds the word freakin’ is…well, just freakin’ freak! LOL!!! I am a freak with a J.Lo’s ass! Freaky freaky baby! ;D

<* Let us all PRAY for the sanity of Perrinator…hold on a sec…since when she’s ever sane???? *>

PS: My dear buddies from other countries, if you’re wondering what LEMBU, KAMBING or KERBAU or any words highlighted in italic meant, kindly click the ATH tab for a more ehem…interesting explanation….

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was pretty worn out after work that day, so I’d decided to spice up my ultra hectic and miserable life by sending text messages to 11 vulnerable people who will most likely buy into my short story, and they were (nicknames) Manusia, Lan Jeh, Auntie Yan, YL, Seeme, Tai Ma, Joe, Dog, PJ Monkey, Vern and Stupig (peeps, you know who you are!)

<* Perrinator is doing that piggy-wiggy-jiggy dance *>

And the message? Well, I said that my wound at the bottom of my right foot had somehow got infected and it bled so bad that I was being rushed to the nearest hospital!!!

<* Perrinator roared with laughter and rolled on her jelly belly *>

10 out of 11 got fooled, and here were their responses:

Lan Jeh – she doubted me at first but still replied and asked if I am alright.

Manusia, Vern, Dog, and PJ Monkey – they replied and asked how come it suddenly got infected.

Auntie Yan, YL, Tai Ma and Joe – these ladies called me almost immediately after they received my text. And when I shattered their eardrums with my evil laughter, they all screwed me mercilessly…

Seeme – if she didn’t go to Taiwan, I am pretty sure she will reply my message too! (I didn’t know she was in Taiwan when I text her that time)

Stupig – he called me 15 minutes before April’s Fool end!

Aw…come on, it was just a joke! LOL! I think it’ll be even harder to pull a prank on them next year unless something happened close to April! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I’LL BE BACK!!!