Friday, January 28, 2005

I am Haolian Por!

Dear Joce jiejie,

I am so glad you remember me, even if not entirely correctly. To be precise, you are 50% wrong. And 50% right too, which constitutes a pass but I'm going to ignore the fact.

You are only right about the haolian bit. Ugly must be the impression you have formed of most everyone and everything after spending four months in a third-world city with first-world prices that happens to be spilling with obese women. I trust that you have not started on the downward spiral to decadence by partaking in the overindulgence of sex, booze and drugs. No amount of polyester will save you. In times of loneliness, think of me, for a change.

When am I ugly? When all the world is uglier.

Haolian? For want of a better word to describe the sheer unbridled honesty with which I proclaim my prowess, yes, I am haolian. And proud if it. Honesty is, after all, a lost virtue.

Since you haven't seen me and my broodmates for quite a while, here's a pic of Xiaopor (I remember with absolutely no ill-feeling you are very fond of him, much more than of me.) being kaypoh with three of the Bits. The little ones below are Minipors and Micropor.







Love,
:O