Local TV

I don’t really watch a lot of TV because I would prefer to socialise and spend time with my friends doing fun things, like drinking copious amount of beer or langkau and eating carcinogen laced food before falling in the front door and getting to bed before I realise I need to vomit.

But last night, for circumstances I simply cannot reveal, I found myself at home with nothing to do but watch TV.

O.K, so I left Ruai early but thats because my partner in crime is still detoxing after last weekend mega drinking down at the village. And because this guy walked in, sat next to me at the bar and although he's a nice person hypothetically, the person can sometimes be such a pain in the arse.

So I saw the local news and there was a bit of EPL on and you can’t really go wrong with football. And that bit happening in Myanmar. I feel sorry for the folks there and it's when watching shit like this that makes me appreciate the kind of induced peaceful easy feeling that I have being where I am. And then I turned over to RTM 2 and got caught up in a strange local programme called ‘Wawancara’.

Basically what happens is the presenter and four others sit around and talk about the events of the week and try very hard to make jokes and stuff like that. I should clarify that. They sit around and try and be more intelligent than the last person to talk. The presenter is a big fat man, I don’t know his name, who labours under the assumption that all fat people are happy and funny. There was also a woman called NorDianasumtingsumthing who I’ve never heard of either. Should I have heard of her? Does anyone know who she is or what she does?

So they brought on this guest. Some girl who apparently acted in a few local soaps who I’ve never heard of. She is definitely pretty to look at and I couldn't help but fantasize doing the horizontal lambada with her...and then I slept.

Next thing I knew, I woke up still in my office garb, droplets of sweat on my forehead and I swear my pants was wet. The clock showed 2:15am. Fuck!!!

Anyway, suffice to say I won’t be watching TV again in a hurry. Thanks, 'Wawancara', for confirming my long-held belief that I’m better of slowly destroying my liver at the pub.