Taxing times

I’m home alone.

Wife and kids are away, outstation.

You know what they say.

“When the cat is away, the mouse….”

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DOES HIS INCOME TAX RETURNS, OF COURSE!

Bleh….

It’s that time of the year again when the Internal Revenue Board (or LHDN: Lembaga Hasil Dalam Negeri) bleeds its people to death to finance yet another mega project (or send another fella into space!). Sigh…

And I misplaced my Borang BE. I just downloaded one from the net.

It’s going to be a long day.

Oh, the pain, the pain…

Sun, 130408 @ 1910

How do you fix a broken heart?

Actually not a broken heart la, more like a damaged trekking pole.

Yesterday I went mountain climbing with 14 other people and I lent one of my trekking pole to one of them.

When I reached the peak of Gunung Angsi, this was what I saw:

One part of the pole was dislodged and the spring was showing. I tried fixing it there and then but I just could not get the spring to go back into the aluminium casing.

Sigh…

Sun, 130408 @ 0700

PS: Don’t worry guys, I got it fixed.