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Imago… too cliched?
According to the official (read: publicly visible) records of this site, I haven’t created a new post since April 2016. We’ll, I’ve taken on some new responsbilities at work which requires me to write a lot, and I can tell you, I need the practise.
Continue reading “Restart: Writing for Practice”A quick tutorial on how to send and receive non-Gmail email through Gmail. For this tutorial, we’ll use a fictious email account named me@example.com.
Continue reading “Sending / Receiving Non Gmail Email Through Gmail”Dammit Mudah, scammers again! I’m looking for a new place to rent and of course I’m on Mudah.my. I found this almost too-good-to-be-true apartment for rent in Marina Court.
And you know what they say about things that look like they’re too good to be true.
Continue reading “Mudah.my Marina Court Apartment Scam”The stuff part eluded to in the title of this post is the pile of emotional shit I’ve got going at the moment. There’s light in the darkness; a zipline activity that launched last week and needed documenting.
I went to go swing my camera around, as I do, with no real vision of what I wanted out of it. Turned out alright, actually. If you can ignore the intermittent focus issues and camera sake, that is. Have a gander:
Continue reading “Ziplines and Stuff”This weekend past I went about Kota Kinabalu as a tourist, participating in the most anticipated activities; seeing sights and visiting islands, and also the most dreaded; entering the bare, exposed savanna that is KK Taxiland.
Taking a taxi in Kota Kinabalu is especially grating because taxi drivers are such vultures; patiently waiting for a weak or desperate customer to stumble by. It’s always a mission to get taxi drivers to use the government-mandated meter, and if you don’t, risk being ripped off. This weekend was a little different though.
Ride with me for good, bad and uplifting KK Taxi Tales. I’ll even use the meter.
Continue reading “KK Taxi Tales”“That’s terrible,” I reply to a friend who comments how un-grumpy I was during a recent, fun night out. “From now on,” I mock-threaten, “I’m going to make sure my blood-alcohol level is always 0.04.”
“A little alcohol dissolves Mr. Grumpy and surfaces Mr. Amiable,” I argue, “although,” I say, cautioning myself more than her, “too much alcohol strips away Mr. Amiable and exposes Mr. Obnoxious.”
Continue reading “Mr Grumpy, Mr Amiable and Mr Obnoxious”On Sunday, on the way back from Ultimate practice in Stellenbosch, I saw a fire raging on the mountain slopes above Franschhoek. I thought nothing of it and was sure the authorities would have it under control soon enough.
Little did I know.
With my car tagged and bagged, I have a few experiences to share about selling a car specifically in Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia and specifically using Mudah.com.my.
I’m not sure if this is specific to Sabah though, or whether it happens everywhere in Malaysia, but here are the people who will call to buy, or not, the car you’re selling.
Continue reading “Who Will Call to Buy, or Not, the Car You’re Selling?”I recently sold my Perodua Myvi here in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. To, perhaps, make somebody else’s life easier, here’s how I did it…
Continue reading “How to Sell Your Car in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, Malaysia”Spoiler: they don’t!
So, @AskAirAsia eventually replied to virtually all my tweets from yesterday with what might as well be bad AI robot replies (or a really bored person copy-&-pasting).
Except for one, which appeared slightly less robotic. It asks to write them via their online feedback form.
Continue reading “AirAsia Might Care – It Remains to Be Seen”