I just refilled my stash. Now it's full again. Ah... the satisfaction from knowing that you have enough weed to smoke until the end of the year...

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I thought I blogged it...

It's like clock work. Every day, at 2 PM, it starts to rain. And it stops at precisely 3.30 PM. Everyday.
I spent the one and a half hour of rain at a golf course, talking to three old men, aged between 70 to DOA. We were stranded at the driving range.

Not that it would take impossible amount of effort to get in the car and drive back to work, but the rain gave us very good excuse to not to go to work.
And just hang out.

A LOT of topics were discussed......

Rice.
Who needs nukes when you got rice?

You can't EAT nukes, but you can eat rice.

Thailand has so much rice, even when they grow them with rudimentary technique, they can make enough rice to feed the whole nation, and sell the left over to the rest of the world.

Imagine how much rice they can grow, if they applied high tech modern rice farming technology?
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I was having my simple lunch at 'Krua Chao Suan' (Kitchen People Garden/Orchard)...

Here's how it is.

Hell is not a place you goto after you die, Hell is NOW.

We're born into hell.

And we keep getting born in hell over and over and over again, until you realize there's no point in keep getting born again and again, so you cease to exist.

Life's sucks. We die.

Regardless to what is said here today, after 20 years, I'll be that much older, and my bones will be that much weaker.

And as sure as the...

I should blog about this too...

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I've been trying to prepare everything for the upcoming golf tournament.

The clubs. The balls. The clothes.

I've decided I'm going to use the coin from England, one pounder, to mark my ball. I've tried all the other coins, but they didn't work, so I'm hoping this is the one.

And I'm going to use a brand new glove for the round, coz nothing gives better grip than a brand new glove. Some old gloves do become better as it ages, but the one I'm using right...

I got 5 more days to go, until I have to decide, whether I'm going to compete in the up coming golf tournament stoned, or sobber.

There are benefits in both ways, playing golf stoned, and sobber, but I don't know which is better.

If I'm stoned, I could shoot lowest score of my life, coz I'd be all chilled and relaxed, or I could shoot the worst score coz I'd be having hard time keeping my eyes on the ball.

OR If I'm sobber, I might shoot best score coz...

There are times when I'm stoned, and then there are times when I'm not stoned.

And I realized a pattern in it.

During the time when I'm not stoned, I create all sorts of problems, and I spend the rest of the time cleaning up after my mess, stoned.

When I'm not stoned, I tend to lose my cool very easily, and the speed at which I push myself is way faster than the speed at which I can think.

So I tend to make many mistakes.

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