If tomorrow’s sun doesn’t shine

I’m a-kinda at a loss right now as to what to do next. Sure there’s work wait­ing, but I’m on leave, and shouldn’t even be think­ing about work. I shouldn’t be think­ing about a lot of things, actu­ally, but you know the ol’ blain. The heat’s boiled it good and proper.

There was that aborted trip to Malaysia with Dad. I enjoyed that. I spent the day in Sin­ga­pore run­ning errands for Mum, doing some work, and then spend­ing an inor­di­nate amount of time shop­ping for clothes. I didn’t buy any, but my shop­ping part­ner did. Just as well, because the clothes she bought just looked like they belonged on her.

I really shouldn’t be think­ing of that beach hol­i­day I can’t have.

No mat­ter what else, I should still be this cool when I’m 64 if I keep using a Mac

Clé­men­tine from the album “Hang On Lit­tle Tomato” by Pink Mar­tini

Surf stop: Dan Washburn’s Shang­hai Diaries

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