Goodbye London

If you're wondering why there is a lack of typical Leng Mou posts lately, it's because I've been busy running around packing and saying my goodbyes.

Yes... today is the day I've been waiting for ever since I set foot on England soil: it is the day I leave London for good and never return again!

I'm a lucky guy. In the past few days, all my friends have been rushing to see me one more time before I leave, so much that I shamefully haven't been able to meet up with all of them.

Though I did meet up with a few rather interesting people.

Just yesterday Boss Lepton and I met Otto, the ever-entertaining anonymous blogger behind Nude, Not Naked and the first person we've ever personally met through blogging.

Avoiding the risk of revealing too much about her, lets just say that she struck me as a very warm person, a little unlike what I expected her to be like since she is a businesswoman

(most strong businesswomen I've met tend to have very obvious dominant personalities that are more often than not necessary to survive in the business world).

Well done Otto, you have proven that you can be a successful businesswoman and still strike the perfect personality balance in a male-dominated world.

Another interesting person I've met up with is Ming, the Singaporean internet entrepreneur behind the online gadget retailer named Gadgeit.

Ming and I met just a few months ago but we got along very well simply because we had similar interests ie wasting time on little projects of our own.

Of course he more or less pwned my ass with his kick-ass state-of-the-art website. Compare Gadgeit with Tuitionhamster and you'll see what I mean (get into Gadgeit and play around with the 'pricebar').

So here I am on a Saturday morning waiting with Boss Lepton for my afternoon flight.

My boxes are all filled

My bags are all packed

and I have finally come to terms with the reality that there are some things that I just can't bring back to Malaysia...

things like my gas-powered bb gun that I use to play "policeman" with myself sometimes when nobody's looking

and my kinky handcuffs that uhmmm....


that uhmm.... I use to.... play.. uhmm.... "policeman" (again)... with myself.. yes yes just myself... no girl involved... no nobody was cuffed to a bed... no no not at all.

Then there is my yellow Lamborghini that I have to leave behind not because it's illegal in Malaysia or anything... but because its not mine.


And the ice-trays I bought from Amsterdam that proudly produces Dick-Shaped ice-cubes... now how cool is that.


Rather than throwing away my ice-trays... I tried giving them away to my friends, one of them being Hasan.

But he quite politely declined "No no thank you.. I don't want those ice-trays."

I tried to convince him "But don't you need ice in your flat?"

and he told me off "No Stewie... Nobody needs ice like that".

Well it's his lost :P

He can just SUCK ON his REGULAR SQUARE ICE CUBES. Yes... I'm sure they're much nicer to suck on. Ok... see you back in Malaysia everyone... FINALLY... back to the country where I belong...