It's Picture Time.

Well, these are the pictures Vida took durring the All-You-Can-Drink contest at Patty Queen. Gene isn't here because he decided that his face is too shameful to be put up online! (And perhaps it is. I'm no judge of such things.) [edit: Gene sent me a picture after all./edit]

Panthera Sapiens: The Frightening Face. (Ignore the black tooth.)

Psycho and the next trend in hairstyles. Say wow!

Vida and what is supposed to be an enigmatic smile.

Eugene and my great-great-great grandma's tinted red spectacles. Can you say scary?

Now, here's a real kicker. KennySia recently put up a post involving FaceAnalyzer.com, which is a site supposed to tell all about you based on your face. (They obviously believe that you can tell a book by its cover.) So I put in some pictures, and look what I got.


I'm a genetic mess, apparently. European? How am I related to Jay Chow? (And isn't the name spelled wrong?)


Psycho is now a Korean. Does he look freaking Korean to you?... thought not.


I don't know Vida that well, but even I can tell when something's really wrong. Like the fact that he earns so much more than I do...
Conclusion: The website is way, way wrong. But it's entertaining. I wonder what'd happen if I put, say, Wolf, Pooh or the Pig into it. Or even Jack. Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of them, which is probably just as well or else I'd be forever moaning in homesickness.
By the way, I read somewhere that when you start making excuses for the friendship between you and somebody else, it means you're subconsciously wanting to start a rather more intimate relationship with them, regardless of their gender apparently. I was thinking of this because I recently got back in contact with Pooh (oh the wonder of handphones) and when I told my sister, she asked how come and I found myself explaining all the methods I'd used. And then when Pooh gave me the address of the online version of Harry Potter the Sickth, and I told Gene, he asked how I found out.
And when he found out that I found out through a girl, I had to explain it away ("We were classmates, OK?"). So does two incidents count as trying to explain it away to everybody, or does it mean that my subconscious is trying to get me a girlfriend (against my will)?
And one happy thought to keep you happy today: I got another A, for Physics! (I beat Gambler by at least 15%.) I SMSed most of my overseas friends, and I've got some truly classic responses, like "utter speechless..." from the Pig, "good 4 u" from Wolf, and "hypocrit (sic)" from Jack! I spy, with my little eye, someone else with a green-eyed monster in the head!