The singular’s weekend life
It’s been a very, very hard week. And that’s all I will say about the hard week. I’d much rather talk about something else. But unfortunately, after the very, very hard week, I didn’t have the energy to go out and enjoy myself and as a result find things to talk about. Instead, I stayed […]
Bodily Mass Index
Was it Thursday’s Straits Times front page (this link and the whole website it points to will self-destruct in.. wait… now?) that got everyone fiddling with their mobile phone’s calculator to measure their Blubber Mass Index? There I was, this whole week, getting worked up over the gays cause AIDS issue and the why nobody […]
Loony new year
Can’t go out tonight, cos I’ve got a bunged knee. So what did I do? Surfed the net, watched a DVD and did some work. On the net, these blokes took the cake tonight for some of the looniest content I’ve seen. Loony in a good way. Not loony in a ‘gays cause AIDS’ way. […]
Steppin’ out with Sam
I’m dead tired and decide to take a nap when Sam calls and asks if I’m free for coffee. For her, I’d drop everything and pick her up wherever she is, drive her wherever she wants and let her buy me whatever she thinks I should drink. What the fuck? Where’s my Merc? Why are […]
Weekend? What weekend?
I’ve been telling my friends about my 14-day work week, which now looks to stretch to 21, and maybe more. A holiday is what I need, and a holiday doesn’t look anything remotely like happening in the near future. Add to that the headache one gets from the stuff one keeps reading in the newspapers, […]