Anyhow, Weng came in today, finally. I've missed him so much. He always asks after my welfare, which got onto the subject of going to the bathroom regularly. I blamed it on the lack of reading material, so he responded with a "Hey I've got something for you to read."
"Oh really?" I enthused.
"Here," He grinned, handing me "Ecomonics of Development, Fifth Ed."
"Ah," I said, racking my brain for a smart answer, "That might actually make the shit come out faster." +Badumdumpish+
Completely unrelated, I've placed an order on Amazon for a couple of books I've always wanted to read but never got around to. I have to count the pages very carefully now before buying a book to see if it'll last me long enough to be value for money - sounds horribly kiasu, but reading's an expensive hobby. Some books have the lifespan of a coral-reef pygmy goby compared to, I don't know, a redwood.
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