Conversations with Grey

introducing ms.arachnid

“hey..
just to inform u
i m blogrolling u in my blog
hehe”

Now my readers (two of you) knows very well who Mr.Arachnid is. So it’s my honour to introduce Ms.Arachnid. Nope, both of them are not related or married or having an affair. Maybe in the past life. But now, they are colleagues. Inseperable colleagues of mutual interest in each other. Very physical interest.

I exeggerate.

Anyway, it’s a funny story how randomly we met and ended up being the best of friends. Like innocent threesome that rolled over into a friendship that I foresee will remain until my fourth divorce (like I get to get married anyway). Okay, bad metaphor. Whatever. We were classmates. In college. Inseperable except when it comes to the little boys room. Mainly because if Ms.Arachnid followed us into the boys toilet, she would be arrested. And vice versa. On one of the last nights spent together working on our final project (nope, no sex involved), I remember very vividly I sms-ed both of them:

“May we remember this night, as we do each other, for the rest of our lives.”

So emo, kan? Yes, I was emo in college. I wore a skirt-trousers and eye-liner and combed my hair down every day. After college, both of them ditched me back in KL for; one JB and the other NZ, before coming back to KL two years later to work in the same company, under the same roof.

Now what a lot of things can happen in two years time. Mr.Arachnid did basically nothing altruistic (sarcsm: spot it) and Ms.Arachnid got herself a Thai boyfriend who have spent most his adolescence years in New Zealand. Go figure. But he’s super super cool, worked with me for a while and I like him. Why am I mentioning this? Because about half an hour ago, I attempted to learn some basic Thai from Ms.Arachnid, who is in turn learning from her boi-boi.

“btw, can u teach me thai ar? i got a new engineer from thailand la.. he can’t speak english… so i’m having some trouble communicating la”
“yeah.. ooh. but i speak all those i love u can meh? hahahahahah…i love u, i miss u”
“uh.. guess not”
“ahhahaa… just kidding ok”
“okay.. how to say good morning? not the usual sawadi thing”
“arun sawad”
“arun sawad - with khap or without khap?”
“khub also can. just to b more polite”
“ooo okay… how about like, makan makan makan… like.. they very shy to eat, i tell them to eat eat eat”
“kin kow kin kow…. eat rice eat rice”
“uh.. can you put the pi yin symbols ar? so i won’t pronouce wrong”
“have u eat ? — ‘kin1 kow4 yang1?’ 1 light, 4 stress”
“shit.. this is hard.”
“yes, they got 5 tones. more than chinese. chinese got 4 only.”
“and they tell me thai is easy to learn.”

So yea, the rest of the conversation went about her teaching me more thai words which I clearly did not get. There was one that sounded like ‘pretty little puppy’ if said in Cantonese. Yay for my learning initiatives. But hey, I don’t always try to make fun of things eventhough life is funny. Then we made fun of people who blog about their personal life to the details. Like she can’t stand people who write about what they ate for dinner and what time their boyfriend fetch them and how many times they cleaned their toe cuticles and stuff like that, while I bitch about people who type like they have their pinky finger stuck to the ’shift’ key and is suffering from tourettes, so when they type, tHeY TyPE liKe ThIs.

I don’t judge or discriminate content of blogs, because well, it’s your life. But when you type like you’ve been working on a jackhammer for the past 4 hours and can’t control your shivering fingers, I get annoyed. Usually I just close the browser window and divert my attention to something more important like the General Election 2008. Even if yOu’rE giVing mE 1,000,000,000.00 RinGgiT jUst To ReaD yOuR piEcE oF ShiT WoRdS.

Nope. Sorry. It’s just so salah. Inventors of keyboards and words did not see this coming. If they did, they would’ve hurled that idea out of the window at the thought of it being abused.

Enough rant, I’ve digressed away from Ms.Arachnid.

Ladies and gentleman, Ms.Arachnid. Be nice!