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:: LIFE IN SINGAPORE ::
some might ask/say that the army training that all us singaporean boys (haveta go thru), trains us to be tolerant of the heat, or at least be able to "take it", to which i say; "TOTAL BOLLOCKS!". it just makes us abhor/hate/detest it even more.but that's just me.
with the current 31-degrees-odd filling the humid day-air these past december days, it actuallyhas become is a real chore to get out and about. not to mention the ridiculous standing-fan in me bedroom deciding on a premature-death/suspected-suicide (of coz to be blungeoned repeatedly with my "thousand-buddha-fist" and clothes hanger; which was hanging around innocently) ... but alas, "tough love" prevailed naught and i am left in a sauna of a room; surrounded by walls of toys and comics ... i swear, if ever i self-combust; things'll literally go up in frickin' flames, but quick. (*touch wood*)
and sitting in front of the (by now) stuttering Mac, has also become a chore (much less blogging). only pseudo-comforted by thefalacy fact that i'm losing some serious poundage; in the heat ... *heh* ... tho how can i avoid the constant surprises while i thrawl the net for info to rip off to report on this here blog? in my wee cyberswamp of the www *glub-glub* ...
and what wouldhave been be a reprieve turned nightmare/panic/defcon-3 was when me internet-router decided to jump bail and zipped off silently to Router-Heaven (or "Hell", same difference) the day before! (or maybe the router and standing-fan were in cahoots/love and decided on a romantic getaway? *BAH*) and after an intense struggle with my appalling lack of computer/tech-knowledge (fact: not ALL "Geeks" are "Tech-Geeks", yeah? *bleh*) and silently screaming into the deadened-night, followed by a round of near-INdecipherable tech-speak from ye tech-support-guy the following morning (i hate phone-tech-support just makes me sound more dumb than usual), to finally up and use back me screwedup beyond redemption trusty old cable-router (dun even know if tis a "proper term *BAH*) ~ just when i needed to go out for "work" today. fuck'em wireless basturds! ... but i digress ...
realization #1:
that i was so looking forward to see the new V-For-Vendetta trailer when it premiered(oh no, i have become the guy who waits to be the first in line for stuff! *GROAN*), as well as the addiction to my daily reads and checking my hit counter and that, yes; it is a friggin' addiction!
realization #2:
that how incapacitated we/i become when i needed the net for "work" and "research"for places to take my girlfren this coming x-mas. had a coupla work-invoices to email and without it, i hadda plan to hand-deliver them! against my "tight" schedule in the day, no less ... like, WTF? right? ... seemed to have totally forgotten ye days of snail-mail, or even faxes, eh? (*remember them*)
altho i haveta say, "working from home"has been is great (considering the unpredictable hours lah)! for i can both "work" and surf the web without anyone peering over me lumpy-shoulders and shaking their heads in disgust and indignity, innit? *heh*
and as i type alla these down in me entry, a sense of nostalgia (altho recent) swept me off me chair, as i had actually forgotten how good it felt to put pen to paper, while writing alla this (while travelling in a Cab-Outta-Hell, no less - imagine the sheer amount of unsuable squiggles!), and with Beck's excellent new Guerolito-remix album lulling me within a hair's breath of musical-insanity and euphoria, blazing sun filtering thru the cab windows = "frantic-bliss" ... tis not a bad day to blog, after all ... now if only the bloody-fan in me room was working ... dammit ...
*heh*
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some might ask/say that the army training that all us singaporean boys (haveta go thru), trains us to be tolerant of the heat, or at least be able to "take it", to which i say; "TOTAL BOLLOCKS!". it just makes us abhor/hate/detest it even more.
with the current 31-degrees-odd filling the humid day-air these past december days, it actually
and sitting in front of the (by now) stuttering Mac, has also become a chore (much less blogging). only pseudo-comforted by the
and what would
realization #1:
that i was so looking forward to see the new V-For-Vendetta trailer when it premiered
realization #2:
that how incapacitated we/i become when i needed the net for "work" and "research"
altho i haveta say, "working from home"
and as i type alla these down in me entry, a sense of nostalgia (altho recent) swept me off me chair, as i had actually forgotten how good it felt to put pen to paper, while writing alla this (while travelling in a Cab-Outta-Hell, no less - imagine the sheer amount of unsuable squiggles!), and with Beck's excellent new Guerolito-remix album lulling me within a hair's breath of musical-insanity and euphoria, blazing sun filtering thru the cab windows = "frantic-bliss" ... tis not a bad day to blog, after all ... now if only the bloody-fan in me room was working ... dammit ...
*heh*
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