where cool cats linger
Don’t you just love happy endings? I certainly do. Especially those endings that make you almost want to cry…
Just finished reading the final volume of Flame of Recca. Sigh sigh. Reminded me of that feeling I had when I finished reading I”s.
Emotional people may be annoying at times, but damn, when emotions hit, these are the people that feel the most.. and we find them more compassionate than others. 
Somehow monkeys and some US Presidents aren’t emotional. Just plain dumb.
I say, this lil teeny organism is sure messing up our lives. Can’t even get through the day without squirming to every cough, sneeze, hiccup, burp, and fart. Droplets, eh? Maybe if I pretend to be sick, I can keep people away from me (thus less work and less chance of someone infecting me).
My cool cousins from Singapore were supposed to come up for a mad shopping spree - since the elder one just finished her final med exams - but were hindered by overzealous attempts to protect them. Well, it’s in the job description of parents to be protective… but stress can kill too! As the younger one puts it, “retail therapy is good”.
Hmm.. my entries have become more sporadic as the days go by. Somehow putting in entries doesn’t belong anywhere in my Work or Play schedule.
Work: Been answering a lot of calls and making a lot of calls. Sigh, people just don’t take e-mail seriously. Especially the old lot. This remnant-of-a-broken-project should be done end of this month.. so hopefully things will look up then (woohoo more training!).
Play: Battlefield 1942. Finished the Allied campaign a few days ago. Now to play the good guys. Er, I mean the bad guys. Bah, who can tell these days?
A nice old couple we met during the coronation ball invited us to sail on their yacht last weekend. It was great! It’s nice having the sun on your skin after a long while. So nice that I didn’t put on any sunblock and got scorched. Ahh.. I look like a brown tapir now. Well, at least my cheeks look rosy. 
Pics to come!
Did I mention I watched The Hot Chick the weekend before? Great movie for a good laugh after a week of corporate slavery.
And what of sunflower seeds? I just like ‘em. Yum!
I got flowers today. It wasn’t my birthday or any other
special day. We had our first argument last night, and
he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and didn’t mean the things he said,
because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today. It wasn’t our anniversary or any
other special day. Last night, he threw me into a wall
and started to choke me. It seemed like a nightmare.
I couldn’t believe it was real. I woke up this morning
sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today, and it wasn’t Mother’s Day or
any other special day. Last night, he beat me up again.
And it was much worse than all the other times.
If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of
my kids? What about money? I’m afraid of him and
scared to leave. But I know he must be sorry. Because
he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today. Today was a very special day.
It was the day of my funeral. Last night, he finally killed
me. He beat me to death. If only I had gathered enough
courage and strength to leave him, I would not have
gotten flowers today.
*If you are against domestic abuse, please forward this.
*as an e-mail of course.
Sigh.. there was so many things I wanted to post, but never the opportunity to. Work’s been awfully tough, with me having to call people all over the nation to get them to do some work! (Of course, can’t just have me working by myself..)
I seem to be awfully cranky today… moody one might say.. but I can’t help it.. there’s just so many things going on that it’s becoming slower to switch from one task to another. Sure, call it management, but that is about knowing what’s happening, not doing them. This, of course, is management in the corporate sense of the word.
Cranky plus tired… maybe I’m coming down with something. Might’ve been that lobster I had Monday night.
