I had a long entry typed out. Explaining my absence. It was long and colorful. But suddenly the computer fucked up on me. What I wrote has now disappeared into the land of people who do not save their work. So I will cut this entry short…It makes no sense anyway..heh..
I disappeared because I was abducted by aliens who wanted to study why peanut butter m&m’s are so damn popular on this planet. So I was their case study. But I think they did the experiment all wrong…they fed me with chicken curry, chilli baked potatoes, tandoori chicken…mutton rendang..pepper prawns and alot of beer. It must have been a public holiday for them to cook so much….I tried to resist them…but I couldn’t. Boot camp training did shit for me..Maybe I should have signed up for Alien Abduction boot camp…”Be ready and be speedy.” They even fed with with chocolate cake…they must have stole it from CFB’s dad, cause I was on a chocolate high…then I was on a beer high..looks like the aliens like making people high or maybe I just like getting hyper.
It began on Sunday, the abduction..on my way home from I can’t remember now. I saw a blinding white light that looked orange…I could not stop looking at it. Next thing I knew I was making a time capsule on Monday night…then I blacked out again..and found myself having good Belgium beer and a plateful of pepper prawns…I figured it was test…the litte alien, whose name was Alamakmypantat…was intrigued that, us, humans love peanut butter m&m. They fed me chocolate too…I tried to tell them I was stuffed stupid..but they wanted to experiment further…Made me want to scream like a girl I once knew Emily Rosebud or something..and yet I had to come up with a plan to fight…I called it the great fight-plan. I forgot how the plan went though.
Tried to save myself..to get away…and then I receive an secret msg from my socks…(its magical) and I had to get away..to plan the great escape instead of the raid. I took the keys and click my heels and chanted..”Take me away….take me away” Up till now, I’m still not sure why I took the keys.
Blacked out again….woke up in bed..feeling bloated and stoned..and realized…I shouldn’t have eaten so much at my aunt’s place. I should honestly get my computer at home fixed instead of waiting to come to work to blog. I was suffering from Bloggartis…withdrawal symptoms for not being able to blog. I probably dreamt about the abduction… Question is…were they really aliens in my dream…or was I having an effect from the butterfly bite? I’m confused..
And Abby..if you didn’t dream of it..I wouldn’t have thought it…You’re spiffy. Thanks. 
Ssprite..will pass you back the heels…you should come over for some B52’s tomorrow. Penny…erm..I owe you a whole barrel of coffee beans..And Chrysalis…will definitely pass you those magical socks..or you want the pepper prawns instead??
