Leave NYC: Normal Weight
4 Days in Singapore: +5 pounds
4 Days In Kota Kinabalu: no gain/loss
6 days of diving:  -9 pounds
2 Days in Singapore: +2 pounds 
A sign that I should never live in Singapore if I don't want to be fat?!? 

I'm on Mabul island now, the internet is pretty terrible.  I've got "very good" signal strength and connected at 11Mbps!  The diving here is amazing, easily the best I've seen in my entire life.  Today I saw my first mantis shrimp !  Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get a good picture of it.  Yesterday however I did get a good picture of a lionfish I saw. 

Also, I'm way too lazy to make a new post since the internet here is like dialup, so here's a funny xkcd comic :

The whole reason I'm back in Singapore is that my cousin (one that I actually know) is getting married.  Weddings in Singapore are much different and are more steeped in tradition than American weddings.  The morning of the weddings, I accompanied my cousin to pick up his future wife in what they call "Gate Crashing".  The groom and his groomsmen ("brothers") go and rescue his wife from the clutches of her bridesmaids.  The bridesmaids "torture" the groom and his brothers by making them do silly things including:

• Spelling "I love szi" in bread but they can only use their mouthes
• Eating bananas and marshmellows covered in chili paste
• Drinking unidentified green drink
• Using a tape, pluck 10 hairs from each leg
• Screaming "I love Yong Szi" from across the floor of the apartment complex
• Singing
• Dancing

After gate crashing, we headed to the church for the wedding and reception with the dinner to follow on Monday (the church wedding was Saturday).  Other traditions include delivering the dowry, tea ceremony, the groom sends a pig to the brides family (when satisfied that the bride is a virgin) - later the brides family delivers back the head and tail of the pig, and countless other things that I didn't witness. 

So I go to this one bar pretty frequently on Mondays and Tuesdays.  It's one of my favorite weekday bars because we know the bartender and its full of all old guys and no obnoxious frat boys.  They also don't have a kitchen so you can either bring your own food or order delivery to the bar.

Last week, a drunk cop was at the bar and shot up the ATM right outside it.  Here's the Gothamist article

NYPD Sergeant John Hynes was suspended from the force and arrested on charges of of criminal mischief, reckless endangerment and prohibited use of a weapon after using his police gun to unload on an Upper East Side ATM. After accompanying Police Commisioner Ray Kelly to NY Post writer Steve Dunleavy's retirement part, Hynes then took his status as a member of the NYPD's ceremonial unit to the next level and hit the bars uptown. At his third bar, Brady's on 2nd Avenue, he was staggering around with his gun visible, an NYPD no-no. A Brady's bartender told the Daily News, "I was freaking out. I wasn't going to serve the guy, but I didn't want to have to say no to a drunk with a gun." After leaving, police say Hynes fired his 9 mm on an ATM at 2nd and 83rd St., then found a nearby stoop where he was sitting alone where he was arrested. Maybe he had been inspired by the celebration of the notoriously hard-drinking Dunleavy.