The B@stard and Baby Jesus

My work hasn't been too crazy the past few days, thank goodness for that. Answered some phone calls, told some people to piss off, sent some emails, and that's about it.

Aussie boss left for Australia yesterday evening and will be there for a week.

You can imagine a big grin on my face, can't you?

I mean... a whole bloody week. :D

Today is actually Loy Krathong day here in Thailand. Info about the festival can be found here. I'm not doing anything since it'll be packed all over the city. Lucky me that I work and live along the Skytrain line. So, no traffic jam. Only packed skytrain.

I once went on a ferry across Chao Phraya river to loy my krathong. Not too bad that year. But the rest of my Loy Krathong history was shite. Too bloody crowded everybloodywhere. A Krathong committed a suicide shortly after leaving my hand. Some shit kids swam around to steal money in the krathongs. Now I just can't be arsed.

Now, the title of this entry is "The B@stard and Baby Jesus"

I have been in, okay no more bloody secret, ThaiVisa's chatroom again. Used to be very active in there about two years ago. Got some regular drunks in there. :D

Now just been back the past few weeks (and my productivity has gone down to nearly zero). We've got a new drunk in there. It's The B@stard.

The B@stard and I have entered an imaginary relationship and we are now expecting our first imaginary baby. After a long and serious discussion, we will call our baby Jesus. If the authorities don't allow that, we will go for Elvis. Well, either that or Pablo Chan. One of our great mates suggested that one - since The B@stard is convinced I am Mexican (and I know for a fact that he's Scottish - not Irish like he claims). But my mum told me I'm Thai-Chinese!

So, actually, it's all a wind up.

But one certain man believed it.

He actually believed we were going to name our baby Jesus.

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