So... I tried to login to the Citibank website again. I keyed in my frigging username and password, which as I mentioned in this previous post that they weren't making my life easy with remembering it.

So after that... I was greeted with this little text below.

Oh... my god... You've gotta be kidding me right?!?!?!?! It's not enough that you made me had to write down BOTH my username and password, now this? The problem with this line of questioning is... for some of the questions other people would know the answer, or easily infer it with a little social engineering. IE.. Where your parents were born, your parent's birthday, your first job. Heck.. maybe all this could be easily found out via a search on the various blogs I might have had previously!

There are some question which *might* be harder to find out but I might have a hard time remembering and thus, I'd need to write it down and... well we're back where we started!

Does this REALLY make it more secure? Or just inconvinience the user too much?

We discovered a rat problem in the house the other day, so my mother decided to put out a cage, and also dumped some rat poison in a few strategic corners. The cage didn't catch anything but the rat poison disappeared.

2 days ago, a vile stench appeared in the kitchen, we deduced that it should be the rotten decaying corpse of a rat that was making it. But try as we might we just couldn't find it.

Every morning the stench grew stronger and every morning I kept trying to follow it's trail. And today I nailed it, I followed the stench into the washing machine area andit was putrid. I dunked my head into the washing machine, and it was nauseating! I pulled my head out of the machine and I smelt nothing, in... smelt horrible, out... fresh air. Yup... the stench was coming from there alright.

My father decided to check the bottom of the washing machine, and sure enough.. a pile of chewed on rat poison, and a pile of rat shit. As we were cleaning up the mess it dawned on me that rat poison sucks, the rat eats it, runs away puking and shitting all over the place and maybe, just maybe it might die outside your house.

I'm buying some decapitating rat traps.. or glue.. yes... glue...

One problem about uploading videos to sites like YouTube is that if you don't want people to find your video when people do a search on YouTube is that you have to label the video as private. Problem is, once you marked your video as private the only way people can see the video is if they're a member of YouTube and you added them to your friend's list.

Now with MSN SoapBox, you can finally do that. Once marked as private the video doesn't show up in search results anymore, but... anyone who knows the link to your video is still able to watch it though so you dont have to be embarassed about your baby videos showing up someone's search result. Or... videos of your messy table.

Anyway, after some more use of my video camera I realised that I'm probably going to be taking a lot of closeup shots of my kid. So I think I'm gonna need to get a wide angle lens for the camera, and those things just ain't too cheap. Although I do think it should be worth it since it'll be easier to take the many closeup shots that I will be taking. ;)

Isn't this the cutest pair of angry eyes you've ever seen? Maybe when I have more space for more of these things then only I'll get one.

A few days ago I found myself stuck in a jam approaching the toll on the federal highway leading from Subang into Shah Alam. Stuck waiting at the cash lane I decided I might as well just go through the Touch And Go reload lane and reload my exhausted Touch & Go chip on my MyKad.

So after a short jam I reached the toll booth and passed the attendant my card and 20 bucks, after a while it seemed that the reload process was taking longer than usual... than after a minute later she started counting the money in her cash register, I started wondering what the heck was she doing since there was a LOT of cars waiting behind mine.

Then after a while later before I said "WTF are you doing over there?!?" She asked me if I ever reloaded my card at an RHB or Maybank ATM. I answered affirmatively, then she just said that my card can't be used anymore and I had to get a new one.

Just like that, she said my card was useless. Before I could even ask for more information the cars behind started honking! I knew if my card was blacklisted just because I reloaded at the ATM there was nothing much she could do anyway. So I left the toll feeling very puzzled.

Now the question is who do I call about my problem? I think I'm gonna get a very big run around about this.