The Other Newer Year

Two New Years in a month. But this one requires more work and effort.

After working my ass off for 4 days, trying to deal with all the deadlines, I got my Friday off. And I thought I could rest a little.

But nooooooo......

I had to clean the house up. The WHOLE house up. By myself.

From a corporate gigolo to a domestic one.

How appropriate.

But for now, I'ma go burn some cash and watch them explode into glittery colourful stars.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, PEOPLE!!!

Gong Xi Fatt Chai!!!

The Crave

Picture this.

Two soft yet firm buns. A thick juicy succulent meat clamped in between giving little space to slide about. A sensual lick melts on the meat and creams it up. The pleasure just by sight is already breathtaking, more to say when you actually have it all.

I, of course, was talking about my cravings for burgers.

Ever since my trip to KL, expectations from a burger have never been the same.

No, its not Burger King's Double Whooper with Cheese.

And that ugly mothafuckin' red-haired clown can go hide.

NOW. THIS. IS. A. BURGER.

Burgers never looked better

I need to fly to Chili's. Like desperately.

Just let the man have his burger, would ya?

The Retail Therapy

They say retail therapy is the best therapy. I'm sure feeling it first hand. I didn't realise I bought that much till I unpacked last night.

5 days of shopping and the load I brought home;

2 working shirts.
4 polo tees.
2 loose tees.
1 pair of ball pants.
1 pair of khakis.
1 pair of sneaker.
1 pair of working shoe.
1 bottle of cologne.

I feel so much like a woman.

But I'm so gonna have a heart attack when my credit card bill comes.

The Acceleration Before Take-Off

I'll be leaving for KL in 10 hours.

But 48 hours ago has been seriously packed. I had to clear off all my back-load before I take off. If rushing my work is not enough, The Squeaker had to call for a class last night. I rushed to it unprepared right after work.

Class ended at 9.30 and I went back to the office to settle some more of my work. Not realising that I made an appointment with Bernice and Alastair for coffee at 10.30. She called at 10.45 asking of my whereabout and that was when it hit me. I thought the appointment's on Friday. So, I rushed to Bing!.

I only got home around 12.30. Showered and headed straight to bed. Well, almost.

But I couldn't fall asleep. No matter how hard I tried. Bloody hell. Work starts to play around in my mind. I just could not stop myself from thinking. I think I'm going mental. The last time I checked was 3.40.

And so, I woke up at 6.45, pissed stoned. Did the usual routine and headed for the office. Rushed through more work, skipped lunch. And when I was in my most caught up moment, The Boss just came out of his room and asked me to take his car for a wash. There's no way I could say no. So I thought I might as well grab a bite while waiting.

Done with the car wash, back to scrutinising more numbers. Finally got it done at 7.30.

Dinner. Shower. Started packing.

And I'm just done with it.

By the way I construct my sentences, its pretty clear I'm stoned. Very stoned.

But... ITS THE HOLIDAYS!!

E.T.D, 10Hrs.

The Next Stop

1st week of 2006 just flashed by.

And I've yet to even get used to writing '2006'. I dated a cheque I wrote to settle my credit card bill "9th January 2005".

I better adapt fast before 2006 ends.

There's been so much festivities, holidays and happenings going on that I've yet to fully digest the fact that it is now 2006.

The fuzzly warm Christmas to the hyped countdown of a Newer Year.

But all these festivities and holidays mean more backloads to handle. And whats worse is that I've yet to even clear the mess I left during my study leave.

But anyway.

Next stop, KL.

I'll be violating my resolution, which is still set at 1280x1024.

The Newer Year

2005 left, in comes 2006.

3 days into the year, things are starting to heat up. Real fast. Schedules are starting to fill up themselves without much effort from me.

I would have to say this is the best New Year's I've had so far. Well, until I woke up in the morning.

Beer and whisky don't go together.

Maybe I'll furnish the details later.

Meanwhile,

Happy New Year Everyone!!!