Chez Fedward: Where Liberals Aren't

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2007-06-07T22:08:00.000+08:00

Dear bitches and men of ill-repute,

some of you, including uncle Drawdef who possibly even he is bored to death with liberals' laughable performances on their "policy" debates, have asked for an update. Here it is. Flics will come later as we have forgotten how to paste them. More likely, we are too lazy to edit the faces off as per standard.

What's new? Quite a fucking lot. Both on our (Hyde&Chin side) as well as some of my boys. Let's get off the latter: it appears that JD, the hardcore Yonkers hippie-turned-RonPaul (btw, you were right on hommie, he's kinda money) supporter, wrote me out of the blue. "Hey dude, i'm moving to Thailand indefinitely, bought a one way ticket." This is typical JD-shit, Hyde lived with him for one year in college, and has known him since highschool days in the NY (when he hooked up with Hyde's hot sister). The Taliban (JD), had always made sudden moves out of the blue. And this is a welcome one, as it'd be the second cat from the crew to relocate down here, if it happens. Chin would love to get in field and go on a pick-up rampage but..wait for that.

JD may not be coming along. He may be rolling down with another of Hyde's former highschool gang-mates: El Phantasmo, the Penn-drop-out-to-go-to-Swedish-massage school and now possibly Harvard-dropout to relocate with THe Taliban to Thailand. I would link you bitches the former, very popular brother website d'El Phantasmo: Chez Phantasmo, where he described to the pleasure of us all his rise back to the Olympus of pickup artistry. But then again, we've forgotten how to html-link. Will come via edit. Bottomline: if those cats come, it would be HOT.

Here's one more: one of Hyde's first friends here..K (name edited to protect privacy)..Hyde and K met in a bar..they were both fresh graduates and both, we conjecture, lucky to have landed one of these rare jobs as fierce Capitalism concubines. THe last time Hyde really saw that cat was when he went to chill in Beijing. Then K got moved to HK..and then he deaded his job. A job that i'd guess 850385084 would die for in his Country. Well lo-and-behold, i heard his name tonite at a work-related outing. The stunt he pulled, again cant get into detail to protect privacy, was utter pimp. I'm writing you an email right after, you slut ;-). Great to hear you're back in battle.

Onto Chin. Giovanni Chin had begun the year with a bang, and the pun is fully intended. HOwever, one of his buddies, The Serial D., had labelled him as "possibly worse than Y", with Y being a guy who slept with more than 500 women. "I've never seen Y with a steady companion in years", continued TSD. This got GC thinking, for once in his do-as-you feel-life. And so (admittedly one should never begin a sentence with "and" but this is Chez Fedward: Where Liberals Aren't, so if you don't like it you can go watch Hitlery argue with Edwards and Obama on CNN, try that Mokey) Chin began nurturing something with..well, the ex (or whatever, semantics) of one of his local gang-mates. Mainly this is to, believe it or not, grow as a human being also from that aspect, while Hyde grows on the professional one. So Chin hasn't slept with a new girl in weeks and has receded contact with his former circle. One was TheMom, a very sexy, wealthy and clever lady that he picked up from a table in a bar and shielded from his buddies' furious assaults. The other, M, was a girl taken from a set initialized by M2 and TN for whom he's got comments such as "you lucky bastard" to "she's probably one of the hotter girls in the club" (stunning physique). She was kicking it with him (catch-up dinner and chilling after) last nite, and he told her he wasnt gonna cheat. She almost cried. Sigh. Let's see how it goes.

Finally onto Fedward Hyde. Well, not much as his main focus remains work. This week has been more or less 12hrs + every day of constant, intense work. And the investing had been going fairly well, until last nite i got a heartache when, checking the positions, i see a 9% drop on one of what should have been a less volatile fund (rates linked, fixed income). Now, some losing positions are acceptable in a framework of a diversified portfolio. But not a fucking collapsing one. Not when one works so hard and does pay intension to where savings are allocated. Called the broker and was given a very muddles "explanation". Oh, rates are higher. Well yes, i see that too as i look at this shit for a living incessantly but nothing to justify such a fuckin collapse. So i googled the shit and i see about a dividend payout. Could it be...it was. At lunch hte broker calls and tells me the fund managers hadn't communicated to the custodian about the dividend payout yadda yadda. Relief.
New Zealand interest rates today raised at 8%.
Rates globally are inching higher.
Global economy seems strong.
When is it going to halt? What do you do with your cash, bitch out because one just things are too rosy (and get money market..so 5% for u guys in the US, 2.5% for those here) or you take a punt? I opted for the latter. LEt's hope won't get creamed.

Peace bitches and go Giuliani.
~!Hyde (and Chin)

Giovanni Chin is heartbroken

2007-03-21T17:56:00.000+08:00

Hell-o bitches,
Giovanni Chin in the house. This post is in honor of one of my creators, the liberal gangbanger who has a fetish for younger flesh. You know who you are. I, similarly to Hyde, have never been a fan of younger chicks. I find them fickle and too air-headed. My preference has thus been for more mature types as "they know what they want", ie, there's little problemo for the Chin of Giovanni Chin ;-).

Thus, on my first day, I seduced a 30something chick (jeebus, married and with 2 kids). The assault was direct and unapologetic.
GC to target's girlfriend: "Hi" :smile: "May i borrow your friend for, say, 10 minutes?"
Target's girlfriend : "uh...sure".

Target's resistance was limited, we left the club/bar and she drove or, better, stumbled us back to the hotel (she was plastered). We hit the curb twice on the way back..I had even offered to be the one driving (without a valid license) as Fedward had once done to nail the gorgeous actress (it's in a previous post, i don't know how to link it).

The day after, I message the young beauty I had spent two days before a while back. There's a rush of texts.
She, in all her etiquette: "do you miss me or you miss my pussy?"
GC: *stupid message, i was trying to be cooler than that*
GC caves in: "Ok i miss both both;-) : here i perform a takeaway: going to the gym now, ciaociao"
Her: "un bacio" (means "a kiss")...and then
Her: "do you want me to come?"
*Bingo*
I play it cool, so she comes. I was very, very happy to see her. She has this spontaneouity and shrwedness about her that I, and very many other men (she's got a "men-phone" and a normal phone), deeply enjoy. After all, she moved alone to City-where-i-was at the mere age of 18, so intellectually we re not talking about the barely-legal teenagers our Irish friend is so keen on;-)
That night, we head to the usual club and, much like Fedward had to do last time, we are forced to leave pre-emptively as one of her ex' friends was there (and her ex goes around punching every dude she's with). Aren't these bonding experiences ;-) As well as her ultimatums "you either make me come or i leave".
In the end, we spend the remaining 2 days together before I departed heartbroken. And oh, right after parting ways, i get these two gems:
Her: "maybe evening i can come, see you babe"
Her: "Iam so sory wrong number, have fun babe and good bless u always"
Lol. : rolleyes :
Other details but i've forgotten them.
Cheers all
-Giovanni Chin

Anyone knows how to post flics? + Giovanni Chin takes over

2007-02-26T23:14:00.000+08:00

Bitches, this is GC, aka, Giovanni Chin taking over the spot, as Fedward Hyde is too big of a conservative pussy. He's still got something to say on finance, but i'll relegate that to the bottom.

Any of y'all knows how to post pictures / link them up in this piece? Hyde was using Hello-Picassa but that shit went dead.
So if anyone's got some knowledge, do drop it. Be ready to hear about:
1. Giovanni Chin's last trip: how he seduced a 19 years old with crazy hyperactivity, and how he had to escape from a brute ape teh night after when he wanted to f*ck this chick who had stolen some of his belongings!
2. Giovanni Chin gets bagged trying to take home a random uberdrunken girl by a chick he may-actually-give-a-shit-about (CHMAGAA)!
3. JKD gets one-itis! Will GC get it too? FInd out if he manages to get a "date" with CHMAGAA tomorrow!

Now, unto Hyde.

Hi all,
I'd be curious to know if any of you bitches is investing/has invested (their bonuses/spare cash) in recent months. I've begun today, bought some tracker fund for a local market. It was actually a bit amusing, went along these lines:
Hyde: "so the order hasnt been filled, where is it now?"
Broker: "oh let me check...uhm...X" ...with X being the high of the day, i was checkin on my screens, he didnt know
H: "i'm seeing X-40cents"
B immediately: "actually you were just done at X -40cents"
:: Rolleyes ::

Anyways this is just a feeler. Here is my qualm.
1. Stock markets are at the highs left and right. Be them developed, developing, whatever. I strongly expect a correction this year. Then again, i've expecting one for 1.5yrs, and we only had a what, 15% one last summer? Only to resume the trend;
2. From a perennial bear that would have gotten raped, i've been thinkin that the US economy is unlikely to head for recession this year (last year would have put it at 70% to have it this year, it aint lookin like it).
3. So what can one do with parked cash (at 2ish% rate vs the 5% u guys are gettin at home) and yes, expecting a correction, but not imminently? Well, i'm stuck to buying at these levels. What i'm planning is to get some every, say, 2 weeks. Next i'm looking at Nikkei and Taiwan. Would welcome any macrotips, non USD (neutral/bearish on it, i'd rather be buying local currencies or Euros).

cheers
~!fh

This may be it

2007-02-11T05:42:00.000+08:00

hi all,

as some of you may have noticed, i just cannot write with the same (reckless?) abandon that i would since i've started Chez Fedward: where liberals aren't.
And thus, i've began pondering the point of this all: frankly speaking, if i gotta hold back (like i've have, believe me) on what's going on, it defeats the whole purpose. As such, i' m considering creating another doppelganger and move on, so that i can say it the way it is.
Yes fellas, i've been a bitch. My responsibilities have increased, my targets are, more or less, on the track i'd like them to be, that i simply can't share what's going on with the same abandon i would before.

Since coming back to the xmas/NYE holidays, i think i had caught a pretty nasty bug that i've lost almost 20 pounds. From about 185 of lean steel and sex appeal down to 170ish area. I've since recouped it. I've also been workin hardcore and, at last, was told about the "performance appraisal" (ie, bonus) for last year. Having been very conservative on the numbers, i had a fair,yet conservative, surprise. Nothing crazy but, given my age, can't complain either.

Then what. It took me a while, socially speaking, to get over the NYE trip. During the week it was no problem, as i'm immersed in work and couldn't care less about other contingencies. On weekends, it was a different thing. Until i've shagged two girls (one per week) on the last two and started getting things back to normal. This week had been interesting: went to a major party of a friend's house, wherein i brought my mother as she's visiting. She talked to this dark skinned girl (my types)..blablah..as i bring her to the taxi to go home, she mentions not to waste any time on that, as she had "a bad feeling". I knew she was right as i had the same, but i'm Fedward Hyde, so i ran game. I kiss her there. Then we extract to the a club.

Therein, i end up doing a set with a girl i've slept with a while back. After that, i run some game on the "troubling chick"..who was being assaulted by very many obstacles. No problemo, Fedward Hyde is the boss: he grabs target from sets and over to him. They stand down, except for obstcle-with-balls (OWB) who still tries to come in set, and steal target away. Obviously it aint happening. To the extent this is possible, given the obvious psychological stimuli occurring from being macked by everyone and their dog.

In the end i know i fuck up somewhere as "she goes to the bathroom". Amidst, two guys whose game i've interrupted... i see they want to make moves on me. Lo and behold, the OWB who i've been ruining his game, prevents them from stepping up. I've been banging with much bigger hommez in the City years ago; i had seen them wanting to make moves a mile away and was ready to send them to the ER..but this cat was fair and cool holding them down. I let it be known that i appreciated that, he was cool with that, i'll get him a few shots on the next one.

But, as things are, i didn't bone the chick..i made out with her, wherein many dudes where just gettin her number (and anyways i dont think i should have wasted time on her). Yet, nothin concrete this weekend (but whatever, i shagged two new ones in the past two..went on a "date"with another one last wednesday..fucked up on the extraction but i couldn't care less)..whatever. Point is that work is priority now (actually it has been since a long time). So fellas, peace for now.

~!Fedward

Back with a Vengeange: F. Hyde Fuckin Represents!

2007-01-11T23:20:00.001+08:00

hell-o ladies, gentlemen and bitches,

i cant upload the customary picture, but fuck it, today has been quite a day and anyways it's been a while since the last update.

it's 11:21pm, finishing my defrost Cameo pizza. i'm soaked wet, for it was pouring and i'm too cheap or impatient to call a cab.
Last night i had McDonald's fried chicken and almost the cute cashier laughing at my ghastly jokes. It's been 2 days i've been leavin the office around 10pm straight as i've been working like a dog, with my newly found, post-vacation, strength and stamina.

i actually had ended vacation sick, due to a Tour starring The Butcher and The Natural, the local seduction equivalent to soccer's Romario and Bebeto. Or Sherlock and Doc Watson. Or Achilles and Patroclus, Fedward Hyde and Julius Canzone, Jordan and Pippen, Clinton and Gore.

Italy was beautiful and resting. This is a euphemism for saying little happened other than "catching up" with good pals, and going to sleep at 10am. Jetlag? NOpe.

There i recovered, sleeplessness aside, and finished my horrendous, compared to the award-winning college one, thesis for the extracurricular course. After xmas i returned to Asia, instead of heading to NY, to spend my first ever New Years here. Wasn't too bad. Highlight? The legendary Butcher slept with 5, or 7, i forgot, women in 5 nights. 4 new, the others were older friends. Shocking. We have to buy him champagne.
Your trully didn't do too badly either, apart from a faulty start...

Then of course, on the decadent buffet on the first, after not having eaten in who-knows-how long (partied till past 10am..actully 3am, then i was hearing people speaking italian and seeing elephants with wings or some shit) + being a cheapskate, i got a chronic indigestion. Not to mention cold/flu from relating with new friends.

Arrived on first day of work sick like a rag and alone on the team. But i had Dayquil, and was too busy for being ill that i healed. So i like to think. And today, something big may have happened. No, not the realization that Hitlary is actually a man.

One great new one to you all.
~!h

And Another Year is Close to an End + General Pinochet Dies

2006-12-13T22:22:00.000+08:00

how is he standing up

Hi all,

another year is close to its end. As it was my first year of full-timer on the job, I made it a point not to use more than a few days, scattered here and there, throughout. Mid-year, I also had the brilliant idea of enrolling into a night part-time course. I'm a stubborn and staid Moderate Conservative, but i'll admit i'm partially in shambles.

In the past few days I've found myself mentally blurring, like Lou Dobbs and the anti-trade "democrats" (despots would be more apt), and having to "shock" myself to get back to functional (something the aforementioned liberals find impossible to do). I also have my right optical nerve behaving oddly. And i've been balding. In short, i've been a stumbling, (ok, here i'm exagerating) blind, balding carcasse.
I didn't even "score" in quite some time, but I don't give much of a shit. I'm fairly satisfied of having (almost, it's not done) made it through this work-year that i can very finely live without sleeping with a soon-to-be-divorcing-yet-already-with-lover european lady who found the time to come chez hyde. This was before meeting you Miss F, since you'll probably be reading this.

Anyways, the current state is hopefully nothing that 2 weeks of (straight, back to back! first time since last year!) holiday can't fix. Hopefully, already in a week, i should be very eager to come back for more because, frankly speaking, it's either that or it's settling for mediocrity and ending up voting for Nanci Pelosi and the Democratic Party. Imagine that. So i'm obviously bringing back some study material. Too much to learn to let the brain atrophi

Lastly, General Pinochet, the Man who saved Chile from Allende's "workers' paradise" of misery, terror and death (while doing some of that himself, to be fair like we Moderates like it) passed away 3 days ago. I recall equating the General to scumbags a-la Caucescu or Pol Pot, given how the western liberal media use to demonize him, somehow forgetting His great Economic Achievements (ie, improvement of standards of livings for millions of Chileans, but this is something the bolsheviks elites of Europe's cafes tend to take for granted..).

2006 bitches.
Peace and one love to y'all

~!mr hyde

Rest in Peace, Milton + Fedward Returns from Heaven

2006-11-19T21:48:00.000+08:00

G*d Bless Milton

Hi all,

on thursday night, at about 2am I tuned in on Bloomberg News to see to my dismay that Milton had died. I first ran into Him when my college friend Julius Chanson passed me a copy of one of Milton's renowned masterpieces, Free to Choose.
Few economists have shaped my, as well as multitudes of others', beliefs on the Benefits of Capitalism and the misdeeds of government meddling in markets.
Upon reading that, I headed back out and got absolutely obliterated. Luckily, I had two of my buddies who watched my back..nothing more there.

Sunset by the Beach from Pimpmobile

That said, I am back from my 4-days vacation in heaven, dubbed Snuff Tour in honor of my man who's returning to Europe for good next month.
I had helped pitch the idea and contributed organizing a big team: B8man, Silverfox, DangerK, and the two Skandi's were all present, making it for trully a bomb vacation.

My hommez B8man

Among other things, I gave surfing my first try and it's trully awesome. In spite of almost scraping a mole off my body from not wearing a tshirt (lesson learnt, now i may have to dish another 100 to get it checked), this sport is definitely something i wanna explore further.

By my first surf board

On a side note, on the first night out, I exchanged eyecontact with this cutie from a bit afar. I went up to here like a freight-train, grabbed her hand and lead her to a bunch of places. Many of her manneurisms and even appearance (hair, curves, facial traits) reminded me of N, a stunner I met a few months back (although she was a tad less hot) and wrote about (i forgot the html to hyperlink) in the same Country, though different city. That unfortunately includes only one round (in the morning, she allegedly had some "hip pain") as well as fickleness. It is very odd seeing very, very similar copies of the same person. Not to mention sleeping with them. :: shrug ::

Privacy forces the blurring which it's a shame!

Anyways, the batteries should be recharged. The point of this vacation was to give one last, final push on my schedule.
It is now November 19th. On top of work, I have to draft and complete a 10+ pages programming assignment/thesis for my part-time study course by Dec 10th.
Furthermore, I have a 2 day expedition abroad to do some volunteering work which removes a weekend of studying. Lock and load. After that I should be back to Italia for the actual annual leave.

~!F Hyde

Losing Steam: Fedward Hyde is tired

2006-11-08T22:02:00.000+08:00

Visitor

Hi all,
it's wednesday night, 9:56pm, and I'm drunk. Tonight I should have class. I had one monday night (tuesday morning, 2am), held by a physics PhD and, unsurprisingly, i didn't understand a fucking thing. I tried again last night, with only mild improvement.

Fedward is a bit sick. Must be the compound stress. Last night, as I was returning from work, around 8pm, I stopped watching the Christmas decoration on our equivalent of Manhattan's Madison & Fifth Avenue, realizing (once again) how tired I am. It's been a whole year with the foot heavy on the pedal.
The only few, fitful days of "vacation" consisted of trips with people such as The Butcher, The Serial Dater and The Natural. Id est, competitions on seduction. How relaxing, every night being a fierce contest.
But next week I'm off to Heaven with 4 laid back dudes to celebrate Bateman's unfortunate return to Europe. :-(

Tonight, instead, was farewell drinks for one of the most laid back and likeable coworkers, who's off to join an american investment house. Such person will be greatly missed. Anyways, what's it all worth now that the Bolsheviks have won control of the House of Representatives? Actually, as mentioned in The Ecomunist's Lexington Column, it can't get worse than this non-sense known as "big-government conservativism". All we Moderate Centrist hope for is a sequel of the early 90s when, after a sound defeat, the Party of Small Government and Freedom made a resounding comeback under the outstanding leadership of Newt Gingrich, making a Deal with America and filibustering the Clintons' pernicious revolutionary plans to hell.

What else? Family and grandparents were briefly visiting last week. It is always moving having to say good-buy the the latter, both knowing it could be one of the last times. To anestethize the sadness, i went back to shag the lady who was visiting me for the week (pictured above, it's the same mentioned in the post below).
M. is about 10 years older than I and characterized by a strongly oppositional personality. It is a constant shit-test. But she has a great body, and thus it was ok. Plus the fact she spent the day resting/doing her own thing, while I was studying. It was a manna from heaven for my over-stretched body: didn't have to go out too much and thus could rest. Saturday night, the funny gal thought it would be funny to tell me she "formerly was a man, but that's unimportant as I'm a woman now". I freaked out, storming on google to find out on possible "tell tale" signs. After all, M is pretty tall and does have silicone implants (great pillows they make).
Signs against were how hard she was to seduce, as well as Bateman's reassurances. But one is never sure. Until i found the Red River on my jimmy (as well as bedsheet). That one can't fake. So thank you very much for the scare.."ha ha", that really was "amusing" *sarcasm*
Anyways, that's the update. Evaluations are in for job, pace hasn't relented. And i still got my course final project to finish. Oh boy. Even the usual "think of those kids in mines/sweatshops" mental boost ain't doin it anymore. But i'll hang in there.
peace all,
~!Hyde. Fedward Hyde

Hyde's Hell Week & Chin's SPermafrost

2006-10-26T21:55:00.000+08:00

Dinna

Hi all,
as I had been a dick to my ex last week (due to my being overworked and getting home at about 10pm and telling her not to come, she did anywyas and i didnt open) i made up to her by cooking her dinner. Fresh-tomato (defrosted!)+olives pennes, oven-baked garlic flank steak and salad. Last two weeks, and this one too thus far, have been extremely busy and the hardship has been compounded by some colleagues being on vacation and the Republicans trailing in the polls.
Fedward Hyde does not go on vacation, in fact he also worked on national holidays. But i'm getting burnt. So i'll pass the mic to my buddy and guest-writer, John Chin, who had his first multi-orgasm:

"Hi all,

i have a natural friend who's game i would have never expected to work (i still am not sure how it works, there's some subliminal shit to it too) as i felt it'd be perceived as needy..basically, like a pitbull, he rests attached to the target relentlessly.

On friday night, i tried it out.

Clearly my desire to succeed was immense, given the load of work (yup, for me too) and my having been on a dry-spell longer than the Dems from the Senate. But friday i was totally drained and it was taking quite a bit of booze to not be annoyed by the absurdity and superficiality that is sometimes club game. Basically i was having trouble detaching my state from the work mode.

Anyways, comes this chick that is totally my type, i smile from distance, shit eating grin. She comes by. I forgot how i opened, but it turned out i had met her at some bar abroad before (she's visiting for the weekend). The face was ok, quite attractive all dollied up, and the body was very solid, fairly tall, skinny and yet voluptuous.
We chat at the bar, she's the hostile type fellas. Very, very bitchy, strong attitude. But i am not scathed. After a while, say one+ hour, i try to extract..but she moves to dance floor. There she goes on the cube, the exhibitionist, and we are kinda fucked because males cant go up there.
Choices here are stick around with a thumb up your arse, or move.
I moved, and this proved to be a fatal mistake.

She comes back a while back very pissed because i had left her (we ignored each other for a while until i re-engaged)..the game continues, i try The Butcher's method by sticking around..we even kiss..try extraction number 2, and there we are again on the dance floor. She's again on some fuckin cube. This time i chill below, motivated to try the Method..but after quite some time, she switches to another cube, i get pissed, and bounce.

I get home, too tired to ponder what went wrong. :: Shrug ::
Day after i work..and muster the strength to go out again. Lo and behold, i run into her again and she's looking solid hot. I ignore her at first, though she came right by me (sort of an AI), with her back turned towards me. I'm just kicking it, getting drunk with Fox (pictured below), his boss and the crew. Try a brief engagement, she cold shoulders, so fuck that, i go back to getting housed.

After a while of that, she invites me over, guess she was getting bored, and i SLOWLY head there. From here on it's a roller coaster of "i hate you" from her.."oh, me too, absolutely" from yours truly. Then i discover where i failed the previous night: when i left her, i think someone snatched her wallet. She was blaming me for not having guarded her purse, while i was telling her to fuck off, with a touch of tact but not much, as i'm not her security guard.

In between come people, including a cool dude that works around where i do + a US soldier who's so drunk and i have to avoid him getting into a fight with a big local dude who was furious at the dude (he was punching randomly). This all reflects well upon me though, as i'm the mediator, ie, on stage.

The night proceeds and it's about 4. I want to do my extraction and take her, but fuck, she would not budge. Gentlemen, i didnt know if i was gonna succeed or not frankly. I was rather pessimistic. She mentions how she came here to be "fucked by some other guy, i dont wanna be fucked by you." How flattering. I thus ask her "you like to be fucked hard, dont you". And there i see the sparkle. Try other extraction and, a bit relentlessly, she follows. Very slowly.

Here no insecurity can transpire. We walk slowly. I bribe a cabby becasue i don't queue..a queue could have killed the vibe. So i end up getting ripped off, but all in, it would have been myopic losing the lay to save 7 bucks.

At home, it's a nightmare again. In the end i was getting so annoyed by the hostile attitude that was considering telling her to piss off.
After a while, i just lift her and drag her to bed. I tuck her in, turn to the other side, and am headed to sleep. Again, with these types, it is when you take it all back that they finally concede..i feel her arm coming towards me. I hold it a bit more..till she's boiling, and then badabim. She bombarmed me with SMS's sunday and has called since
GC"

Peace bitches, had class last nite and yet didnt feel that tired today in spite of another 12hrs+ of work.
~FHyde

Exam #4, Fuck the DPRK and go get 'em Ambassador Bolton!

2006-10-15T21:07:00.000+08:00

Anniversary

Hi all,
not much to report, have been working fairly hardcore and had was doin Exam 4 of my course this weekend..so friday i didn't go out, studied all sat, got smashed last night but didn't get laid (not much energy plus mother is still in the pad) and work today.
So i didnt get laid since taking home this chick last week..i had ex-gf calling but i'm trying to be coherent and don't wanna hurt her again..but i think i already wrote this, didn't i?

FUck, i'm a bit spent, this course has been awesome in terms of material and knowledge but it's also a thorn in the back..i just can't chill for a quite a while and will probably stay here next week, when it's holiday, to work on the final programming assignment due December...while the gang will probably be flying around to beaches and/or shagging beauties.

Meanwhile, the Despotic "People Republic" of Korea finally managed to get the UN off of its renowned slow, cheese-filled arse. Admittedly, it can't get worse than spineless Kofi, but i'm liking the newly appointed Secretary General Ban, as he asked for a "swift and decisive" response. As did the previously much criticized John "life in North Korea? A hellish nightmare" Bolton, which i've been an adamant supporter from the beginning. Liberals and passive weaklings have often questioned his supposedly "brazeness" but I've always thought that maybe such quality would be exactly what's needed to shake things up in Kofi's dormitory..and indeed he has.

Is it really too much to ask to have a "response on the same week that the test has occured"? Only liberals would think so.
Luckily, the Council for once didn't. How effective it will be is questionable, given that the flows through China and Russia's land borders also ought to be sealed but we'll see..

~!Fedward

FedwardHyde and Fox

Giovanni Chin gets dumped + Another promotion :-)

2006-10-05T19:38:00.000+08:00

Giovanni Chin in the 'hood

Hi all,
there are two predominant roads to polyamory. One is the one adopted by many of my "natural" friends, which is the surreptitious way. JoeBee, The Butcher, The Serial Dater..all as stealthy as they are promiscuous. A great justification for this is that "one is protecting the woman from her own feelings" by going behind her back.

The other is the honest, straight, upfront way. This has the upfront that one doesn't have to constantly sneak and, if she finds out, the risk of creating future trust issues for her are considerably reduced (not everyone is unabashedly selfish)..
I, Giovanni Chin, used the latter with the current chica, who is an awesome human being. She knew that from day one, where i tried to hedge the position. But it came up again after almost a month, and she couldn't take it. She thus dumped Giovanni Chin last sunday.

We met however on tuesday evening and after a lot of drama and fighting, we agreed to meet again but that she would also be looking for someone else. As she was looking for something more serious than i can provide, i needed to be sure that i wasnt selfishly wasting her time. Let's see.

THat said, got the second promotion of the year (equivalent of Associate), very glad after having busted my ass hardcore for quite a few months.

Peace bitches
~!Giovanni Chin, Associate and guest writer on Chez Fedward: Where Liberals Aren't

I am moving + Did the Holy Father really need to "apologize"?

2006-09-22T22:26:00.000+08:00

Good-bye chez fedward!

Hi all,
i'm back. Somewhat. Last week has been even busier than usual. On top of the usual workload, my trying not to miserably fail Exam Number 3 and the girl i'm seeing, I also had to begin planning my move-out from my crib of 2 years. Above is a recent picture from one of the usual very brief yet intense torrential rains.

Oh, speaking of the chica, it's been almost a month we've been seeing each other.
I have a hard time lying. It just makes me feel like a scoundrel, not that i ain't one. So i failed to heed to my experienced hommies advice ("say you're very sick for a few days") and just moved through the world with no apologies. After all, I am Fedward Hyde and only liberals cower in corners. Extremist liberals such as those on the NYT calling for the Holy Father to apologize for his "unfortunate" comments on the "prophet" Mohammed.

Never mind that he was paraphrasing, here we have liberals once again unbuckling, bending 90degrees and happily taking it up the rectum asking the Holy Father to apologize to those who murdered 2 nuns, blew up churches and threaten to go kamikaze on the Vatican. Oh, did i forget that they also came up with caricatures..a bit a-la those Danish ones sparking so much furor only a few months back. Prompt was the rage among westerners, seen animalistically jumping in streets, shooting rifles in the sky and burning flags. Oh wait, actually didn't see any those, maybe they were busy with this "concept" known as a job..

But nevermind..it's friday, i've been exhausted all week so now i'm just chilling, waiting for The Serial D@ter to buzz by and then in field for a few drinks. Tomorrow gotta study as well as buy more furnitures and a nice flat LCD for the new Chez Fedward. Any suggestions, i was gonna go for Samsung.

Aite bitches, shower time.
RIP Oriana.
~!Hyde

Some Explaining to Do

2006-09-09T03:44:00.000+08:00

Cold Cuts

Hi all,
last night, my "girlfriend", as some of my friends call her, invited me to dinner. I have now been seeing her for 2 weeks (almost a record!), including on weekdays (unprecendented due to my commitment to work).
She is not stunning (-3 points) but she is cute and skinny (+1 point), well educated and bright (attended top local school, +2 points), has initiative (rare for a woman sometime, +1 point), and takes me to nice unknown eating joints (+2 points). In short, she won me over. Thank to her job, she has managed to get a free dinner yesterday, so off i gladly went. She spent the previous night Chez Fedward, keeping me company during my lecture on "Changes of Measure and Probabilistic solutions to Black-Scholes". But still, during dinner she was like "i am going home afterwards", leaving me slightly disappointed.
Especially because i sensed, when i got into the cab, that she was upset..ie, she probably wanted me to pursue a bit more heavily. But i have very, very short fuse and tolearnce for anything smelling like drama (then again, maybe i was the one creating it but i suspect otherwise)...
So tonite i went to dinner to The Natural's crib who, as per name, is a powerful PUA using Joe Bee's laid back style. There i was joined by one of his girlfriends, The Butcher and The Serial Dater, both accomplished professionals and hobbists PUAs.
Dinner was outstanding, with a wide array of spirits, wines, cold cuts and other euro delicacies. The culmination of a long week of work, and it left me bloated, gasping for air to the brain as my stomach attempted digestion.
Then, i get a booty call from a chick I shagged a year ago. Her messages were provocative and alluring. THus, after a bit at a club, i head to her crib, where we have no-hol(e)ds barred badabim.
Problem is, she left a souvenir and tomorrow above-mentioned lady is supposed to come by and chill by the pool.
HOw do i explain the below?
1. Be honest;
2. Pretend i fell from a bike/was bitten by a mosquito, Shivonne/Mama Fayglon kissed me;
3. Pretend to be "sick" and lay low until it disappears (ETA: 4 days from prior experience)?

fuck.
~!mr hyde

oops

The IMF Comes to Singapore: Liberals Scramble

2006-09-03T14:53:00.000+08:00

They're coming!

Hi all,

it borders the bizarre and the amusing. In most countries where the IMF/WorldBank hold their annual meetings, we see anarchists, friends-of-terror and poverty (aka greens and communists) and liberals (an amalgam of the previous three plus worse) congregating and seminating hatred, bigoted and faulty economic ideas, as well as misery, distruction and terror.

Armed and Extremely Dangerous: Liberals

In Singapore, instead, they've been bombarding us for a few months with commercials showing locals greeting the coming bankers/economists/financiers with warm, welcoming smiles etc etc.
Local places of vice have been raided, streets will be blocked and public protests will be virtually all but banned. In a brilliant PR attempt, the World Bank had requested that the animals and economic ignoraNuses be allowed to protests, but the government stood its ground.

My moderate-Conservative side grinned a satisfied "good". However, as one of my best friends and the only right-wing philosophy phd candidate in his department wisely said, "even if they (liberals) are dead wrong, it is often a good sign to have something as a break/opposite view to ensure accountability". I somewhat agree. We'll see what happens.

I had tried to sign up for some of the meetings. After all, it was one of my dream jobs to one day work in economic policy and the IMF is possibly one of the more influential vectors for doing so. But for us private-sector workers, the tickets run at USD 1000+..that's like 3 trips abroad or something, so i passed. My firm's CEO will be in town for the event though, so at least i'll go check that out.

Onto the mundane, I passed exam number 2 with a dramatically better score than the first one(i feel the grading had been a bit generous though), am almost up to pace with the homework/course, and I've been seeing chica-mentioned-and-pictured-below quite a bit. I like that she's from a very different background than mine, and hopefully it will push my lazy, fat arse away from the business district/central area i always am found at and into more local venues.
In fact, I'll go check for house-shit in a bit with her as i'm almost done with my homework and am switching crib in 2 weeks. A steady girl in the making? We'll see.
Cheers all
~!Mr. Hyde

New Friend and Mr. Hyde

How not to get a Woman too Attached to Us

2006-08-29T21:14:00.000+08:00

Usual completely-irrelevant picture: The Anti-Communist stranded on a highway in Tuscany (or something) 2 years ago

Hi all,

I wanted to wait for the results of Exam 2 to post ("Miserable Fail") but this comment was just too clever so here I am earlier (should be out this friday):

"Anonymous said...
apparently fedz mom couldn't either.
awww siT! "

Whomever came up with such quip, please step forward. You deserve a gift.

That said, on Saturday night I was out with The Serial Dater and one of his steady girlfriends, getting obliterated after a week of tough work and a Saturday spent..studying BSE derivations.

Anyways, unto the point. I dont remember what happened, but this group comes in, and i open directly with an award-winning, shit-eating grin.
I grab target hands, reposition (was sitting on a stool) and perform the breathing routine/DHV (again, i forgot i did it but she told me in the debrief).

At a certain point both TSD and I lead our girls to the dance floor.

Then i isolate her to another area, where i sit on a stool, she faces me between my legs, and i hold her hands. I also get her a drink which, being the gentleman i am, i pound down in 3 swigs. She wants to go back to the other area as her friend, TheBrotherlyFigure-"GateKeeper" has arrived. Ok. I lead her there.

Here where it gets tricky... I knew I'd need to win his approval.
It starts in mildly negative territory, though my shakehand was confident and chill, almost like Ronnie Reagan in His Great Days.

They are chatting, so it puts one in a bit of an akward situation. it's their "our world" reality. I perform a routine with a big smile on Gatekeeper..who seemingly likes it.

"I leave you guys alone for a minute, i have to unload". I go to the restroom. This was a bit of a gamble, but enough to convey not neediness.

I come back, kick it more with dude, who ends up being laid back. Can't really blame him now, can we, i'm cool ;-)

So he gives what essentially amounts to "it's ok, he's fine" to target.
She spends a bit of the following day while I study and catching a flic.
Then she called last night (was already asleep)..and today (was busy). I call her back at night and..planned to see her tomorrow.

Question: I sense she may be beginning to dig me quite a lot. I told her i'm busy AND polyamorous, just so at to keep her expectations grounded..but as Style wrote in "The Game"..sometimes, when a man is a bit more detached than a woman would like to, she ends up developing feelings for him.

Sidenote: Mr.Hyde went without Jimmy...

Any inputs welcomed

~!Mr. Hyde

Exam Numero Dos

2006-08-20T22:43:00.000+08:00

Some more, very clever

Hi all,

next wednesday the second exam of my course is due. Given that i had embarassingly just passed the first one, I was a bit stressed out for this one. So, after a hectic week (volumes/queries picked up, hope it lasts), friday arrived.
I generally need my "social" releases after a week of office confinement, compounded by two nights of lectures..yet i made the "bold sacrifice" of staying in. Ended up crashing on the couch by 10. Day after i was up by 8, went to office and studied all day.

At night i gave in though and invited my Scandinavian buddy Bateman for dinner. The Serial Dater had sent me a bootleg copy of a Jamie Oliver book and so i tried the chicken-with-milk: a devastating success. I had also invited TSD but, of course, he was on a "date" with a stewardess..i also invited this ex-coworker chick who's sexy enough but young and thus insecure/fickle..

Bateman came prepared. He brought Fritos, some CDs i ripped (acid jazz style, mix of NYC hiphop jazz fusion, Broadway and 52nd by US3) and a bottle of Rum. We pounded that shit mercilessly and after that went out. Wedo bottle service at one of our usual night niches..and now i kick myself in the ass hardcore.

One of my fav types of chicas, caramel-complexion, triggers my proximity alert system..she dithes her group and is chilling right behind me. AI (approach invitation). I use one of the new openers, it works like a marvel.

She introduces herself. Indicator of Interest (IOI). Some of those club-lights flash by us. Here i think she tries to fish for a compliment.. "oh they make me look uglier" or some lame-ass comment of the kind. Me: "that is not insecurity i'm detecting?"+ grin. I do a minitake-away to refill, and Bateman is in set with a bunch of fat chicks and some dude. Dude: "She's hot man". I feign puzzlement. Re-ingage. I perform the breathing routine and she throws out more IOIs (what you do/how long you've been here). Find out she's 32. I to another mini-take away but then, fuck FUCK FUCK lose sight of her. And we have to go for we had the quarterly-depraved-shit to catch up on.

End of story. So ye, got a few more problems to finish by wednesday, peace all, ztime
~!F*ward

I really dig this artist's work. Source: http://www.banksy.co.uk/outdoors/04.html

Rat-saw

TB Tour Ends

2006-08-13T18:46:00.000+08:00

Madison

Hi all,
as wednesday was National Holiday, i took advantage to go on a 3-days break to BKK with 2 buddies. The holidays was cool and my interesting acquaintances happened to sleep with a different woman each night (no, no hookers as "those dont count, nor do those you've slept with before", to quote one of them).
I saw a friend i've met before and kept in touch (again, "that doesn't count") and met a new one. But by all means it was a standard, relaxing holiday and I eat inhuman amounts of food (check "La Piola restaurant, a must go for down-and-dirty binge-eating at reasonable prices..)

That said, we got back yesterday..i stayed in to recover and because today i wanted to study. And by lord i got fuckin madness to study..I'm doing ok covering the "normal" workload from the job (as usual, i hope)..but the side-course is harder and more timeconsuming than initially feared. I barely passed the first exam, and the shit ain't gonna get easier. Monastic life may await me..on top of that gotta do (luckily limited) house-shopping..

Onto contemporary events..I had the "pleasure" to read on thursday morning of the foiled plot in Britain. And the lawyer of those poor souls complaining that those sweethearts have "limited access to food, water" and are jailed "in a cold cell".
Perchance we can find them some liberals willing to house them at the 4 Seasons..i'm pretty sure there's one in London?

~!Mr Hyde

Why are women this weird + Fedward Almost has 3some, instead gets squat

2006-08-06T18:14:00.000+08:00

The "almost threesome" turned into nightmare bed

Hi all,
last week had been particularly hectic. I was swamped with work but (I hope) managed to do a solid job. Simultaneously, my buddy had been promoted. We were looking forward to celebrate the short weekend abroad, with another friend who is about to leave SE-Asia to move back west.

Part 1: Why are women sometimes so weird (this is a question and non-rethorical)?
In this city I had met N, a stunningly sexy young actress-whatever, a few months back. She bombarded me with messages one night; we slept the following one, after my having been forced to drive licenceless as she was too inebriated. I visited 2 months after that first trip, and managed to see her the first night. The following two days instead she was "too busy". But we kept in touch sporadically. And, coincidentally, she wrote 2 weeks ago, out-of-the-blue and from a new phone. I mentioned my upccoming visit to which she replied she would be waiting "mi amor". Awesome, i thought. Too bad that the 2 sms i sent on friday, one before leaving and one upon arriving, went un-replied (unlike the previous time where she would always reply).
So i didn't see her. That was a source of grief, though not completely unexpected being her rather fickle. But still, what a contrast from her message..any inputs?

Part 2: I did not let that deter me. I had worked like a dog and was out to celebrate. Yet, glitch number 2, we hit a swanky spot (the same one i met N actually) that i've been a few times and, first time in Asia, I get turned away from the door, allegedly because i was wearing a collarless white tshirt. Great boost for morale. But not even that stops us..we hit another spot and then the main venue. There i turn down the avances of an overtly intoxicated and flirtatious chick (ie, she was pretending to hit on ever men). This raises her attraction..I end up making a closer acquaintance with her older friend, who is apparently a Pretty Successful Woman (PSW) of her own. And soon to become a fan of MrFedwardHyde.

After quite some patience, and various makeouts with random chicks (i was on fire), i manage to convince PSW to leave with me. Towards the exit we see her friend (the drunk/flirty one) being macked by some german "model" (so i heard) chump. "Great" i think, "no obstacles". Except that when we get to the cabs, the drunk chick ditches the dude and enters our car. "Fuck" i think. Until she goes "just to be clear, i'll do you also but i dont do chicks" or something like that. 3-some is on! But i didnt give much a shit, i was more than fine with PSW..we reach the hotel (pictured above)..obstacle goes wash and i begin kickin it wiht PSW. Things are getting on, obstacle is just passing out in couch..when she gets up all shakey and busts major balls that she has to go home. I try to savage teh situation gettin her involved (she turned out to be kinda too much into me, the following night) but she smells that she's in the second-tier of interest and/or is just too fucked up. This spells the end of it as we drive her back, but then PSW stays to help out a bit saying "she'd be back shortly". Yea right. So i get to go back to the hotel room at 9 in the morning and not-fall asleep as in the room nearby my other man was boning two chicks while blasting techno music. But a great weekend regardless...

Tomorrow plenty of work to fix up, until wed when it's national holiday here.

~!Mr Hyde

Trade Talks: Dead.

2006-07-30T13:06:00.000+08:00

Hyde-relative and Mr.Hyde

Oh boy,
quite a few developments these past few days. From war erupting in the Middle-East, due once again to Hizbollah's extremists provocations, to the World Trade talks going down the shitter. There goes an occasion to generate an estimated USD 500billion of wealth which would have gone quite a longer way in lifting people out of poverty than bureaucratic behemoths and philantropies ever will (not that there is anything wrong with the latter).

Onto more trivial events, I finally broke the one-month, which equates to when i started my part-time course, dry-spell by taking home some lady last night. I believe she had some slight issues..like obsessing over the "i'm no longer a 'bad girl'..a few months ago would have been ok going home with a stranger.." and she kept asking (testing) if "i was mad?". To which i callously but honestly always replied negatively..i wasn't, i'm very used to silly last-minute-resistance/i'm-really-not-a-slut-even-though-i-was-in-a-gangbang-last-month "rationalizations". Oh well, in the end, to celebrate the end my sexual ramadan (ha! take that!) Yours Truly even performed orals while not receiving it. Not bad..though the lay was only half-assed as, well, see the above issues. :: shrug ::

The course is getting fuckin harder. I spent the day yesterday doing some studying, amidst my computer constantly freezing. Today will do the same as i gotta complete homework on "optimization" math(mainly lagrange multiplier) and "efficient portfolios". Sigh. But i enjoy it..and next weekend I'm off with 2 friends for a short trip. Stunner sms'ed me the other day so I should see her too and maybe come back with my heart shattered. Maybe not.

And here is a conversation i had with my 9 years' old cousin. It's the first time we spoke. he was on my uncle's account:
[12:48] Hyde: hi
[12:48] Little Cousin: this is X
[12:48] Little Cousin: hello
[12:48] Hyde: does she have...penis? (referring to picture of his sister)
[12:48] Hyde: hello
[12:48] Little Cousin: nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
[12:48] Hyde: she's a babygirl!
[12:49] Little Cousin: yeah!
[12:49] Hyde: no doubt
[12:49] Little Cousin: for sure
[12:49] Hyde: do you know who this?
[12:49] Hyde: i'm the Destroyer of Communism
[12:49] Little Cousin: uncle [...]'s son
[12:49] Hyde: indeed!
[12:50] Hyde: has [your dad] informed you of the evils of communism?
[12:50] Little Cousin: Ha ha
[12:50] Little Cousin: nope
[12:50] Hyde: we must be very grateful to our President Ronald Reagan
[12:50] Hyde: who freed us from such plague
[12:50] Hyde: !
[12:50] Hyde: have you studied a bit of American history in school darling?
[12:50] Little Cousin: Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
[12:50] Little Cousin: no
[12:51] Hyde: well, so wehn you will you will be prepared!
[12:51] Hyde: and impress the teacher with your extensive knowledge on the evils of communism!
[12:51] Little Cousin: you are strange
[12:51] Hyde: how old are you now young man
[12:51] Little Cousin: 9

Ok enough fuckin around..time to study. peace all
~!FHyde

Slump dX^2=dt (almost)

2006-07-23T18:01:00.000+08:00

olalala!

Hell O bitches,
shit it's been quite some time..I thought I was going to post right after the epic, once-in-a-lifetime event (twice in my case but I was smaller than JD's schlong at the time) of Italy winning the World Cup. I ended up watching it at a nearby 5-star hotel, which frankly in terms of atmosphere was borderline aweful but it was the closest thing "social" that was open at that time (early morning here).
Then I've just been mad busy and/or tired but enough.

Today, Sunday, I've spent it all doing math problems for my first exam of the course that I've started..well, a month ago. Got 5 more till december if all goes well. About a month ago is also the last time I got laid which is, frankly, depressing.
One of the few "positive" (maybe) things with ADHD people, I was reading, is that when they find something they dig, they borderline obsess over it. I guess it is being somewhat my case with my course/work and ceaseless desire to kick-ass and grow.

But yes, as has been the case when my life becomes work-centric, my game slumps. It's way fuckin off-calibrated. Take last friday..I was doing ok with this cute, bitchy flight-attendant..but then i forget her phone number. No problem. But what pissed me off even more is that I meet a girl on the floor. My type. And a lefty. So i lead her to another area..and after a few minutes, I feel she wants to be kissed. And what do i do, i yak on god-knows-what and obviously she bounces. This is shameful. 2 years ago i deviced this method that allowed me to kiss a complete stranger within 10 minutes. But I noticed that sometimes that hindered progression as it was too intense/too much. A suspicion corroborated when i read El Phantasmo's technique of holding back until the very last second so that she's just simmering, ready to boil..

In retrospect it should be more balanced. Ie, feel free to use the tech and then just cut it all off and chill.
Shrug. Back to math.

p'z
~!Mr Hyde

edit:
test, site is somehow down..

bop

2 Years Anniversary

2006-07-03T21:03:00.000+08:00

My Bday Present

Hi all,

I began working 2 years ago. When i first rolled, solo, to the other side of the globe, I thought it would have been a short-term experience. My goal, after all, was then to continue on with an economics doctorate and trying to get into the IMF or World Bank (to save the world, right...). In fact, the closer I'd get to there may be the upcoming annual summit which will be held here in Singa in september..

It took me a while to fully appreciate what I had in front. Maybe I was burnt out from all the work I'd done in school. Plus the idea of living in the office at first wasn't fully appealing. Plus, perchance, I still had some of that idealistic filth ("oh, is all that matters generating revenues?") one acquires in our bolshevik campuses.

That all changed when A. arrived and I began learning in greater depth about derivatives. When I was a little shit, I had greater aptitude in verbal subjects ; history was my forte. I think I have a higher verbal IQ than a numerical one. But growing up (1) I realized that one can starve on those subjects, (2) liberals tend to be into them. (2) has a corollary: there is a proclivity for yadda yadda and less substance. That I can't stand. Which is what attracted me to econ in the first place: it tries to model real-life problems/events but with a bit more rigor than the blabla philosophers tend to prefer. Fine, you may think the whole homo-economicus and rational-choice theory are crap..but as Solow (the Nobel leaureate and fine, a liberal) wrote:

"Obviously, one would not want to take simple formulas from simple models with deadly seriousness, though I am not absolutely certain they are worse than vague pontification based on unspecified assumptions"

In a way, i found close similarities between derivatives and econ..as both apply or, again, attempt to model behaviour of real world underlyings. And so I started a year ago and am now loving my job so much that I have little trouble having no social life during the week and at times on the weekends. I dig this so much that I asked, and was luckily granted, to enroll into a 6-months part-time course on the subject (yes, it started last thursday at 1am). That more or less coincided with my bday too. Cheers all,
~!Fedward (and Italy is kicking serious ass, wut wut)