Crap lah.
The whole day I am thinking of Mahjong.
The very thought of touching the MJ tiles turns me on. Very much.
The arranging of the tiles and the hitting of the tiles against the edge of the table, or the shuffling of the MJ tiles.... woohoo. It's like taking Viagra, smoking pot and drinking at the same time. Granted I have never done the 3 together at the same time, but you know what I am talking about.
It's been like 6 days since I last played a game of MJ. The computer version isn't so appealing to me now. Yahoo MJ is slow. Tried it once, and swore that I could have discovered a cure for BOTH cancer and AIDS while I am waiting for those idiots' turn. I am stroking my MJ tiles as i type this. Tonight I'll likely sleep beside my MJ table, hugging the legs of the table.
I think I need professional help. And fast.
I think I need professional help. And fast.
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