alrighty. just to follow up on the last entry, victor is

-a placemat: if he is not passionated about homecooked food placed on the table, i do not know what else he wants from me. good lecture notes perhaps? ;D
vic: is dinner ready? *clicking away at some shit computer game*
daph: coming....! *busy in the kitchen*
daph: food is ready!
vic: *strolls to dining table for dinner*

- handgun: he irritates the shit out of me. he joins in to tease me and hes so annoying, i forget to laugh.
others: daphne is so loud she scares the cadavars to life in the anatomy lab.
vic: HAHAHA. thats right
daph: *sulks*

- government bond: needless to say. that's why older men are better.
vic, to stuff toy dog: doggie, am i cuter or is daphne cuter?
daph: *rolls eyes*

-lava lamp: LOL. he always try to act smart. sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.
(at a getaway cottage, trying to get the TV and DVD player to work)
vic: aiyar, lemme do it... *snatches remote controls away*

*5 mins later*
vic: oei, how come cannot? *frustrated*

*daph comes to the rescue*
daph: FOLLOW THE DAMN INSTRUCTIONS VICTOR

*daph follows instruction*
daph: TADA! works now!

*vic stares in amazement*
vic: wah daphne i cannt believe you got it to work. thats how cool

- curling iron.
vic: is dinner ready?
daph: soon, a while more..
vic: *goes to fridge and makes himself a tuna sandwich*
daph: OEI DINNER IS SOON CAN U STOP EATING *arggh*
vic: *sulk*

anyway today's paper was ok. phew. 2 down. 2 more to go. thanks for the encouragement d2! :D