In a joyful moment of pure ecstasy of the sort that only a working internet connection in the comfort of your own home could induce, I'm back to tell you exactly that. We have internet.
And now I can resolve my state of suspense and find out what happens to Appa after he was kidnapped and sold by the Sand Benders on Avatar: The Last Airbender.
I can also pay more attention to my FF team which has shamefully slipped to third (I think) after getting my 30 point margin wiped out in one disastrous week.
And Weng Yew, who just about comes close to Cheryl in the talking-stakes has started a blog too. Remarkably, for people who talk so much, they write surprisingly little.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Just because the tagboard died
The first week of uni's been wonderfully slack workwise, but all hell's broken loose inside my head. With all the firms that present at LSE hoping to talk some of the brightest minds in the country into applying for graduate jobs, Weng's been running off to presentations every other night and bringing the pressure home. Argh. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life four years ago and I sure as hell don't know what to do with it now.
Home is good though, lots of space for everyone, and a cute dining table in the kitchen. I've been to Ikea three times over the last five days. Our mission was finally complete with Godwin and I lugged home his 23kg desk and a 15kg dining table. I can now concentrate on other things than home decor.
Home is also very noisy. Cheryl doesn't stop talking except for when she's asleep and when she's concentrating on walking. It's brilliant having her around.
Home is good though, lots of space for everyone, and a cute dining table in the kitchen. I've been to Ikea three times over the last five days. Our mission was finally complete with Godwin and I lugged home his 23kg desk and a 15kg dining table. I can now concentrate on other things than home decor.
Home is also very noisy. Cheryl doesn't stop talking except for when she's asleep and when she's concentrating on walking. It's brilliant having her around.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Fix the dog
You'd think that a whole seven days of bumming would leave me at least enough time to gather my thoughts. Apparently not.
Last weekend was a blur of things at church. I spent a total of twenty minutes at home before having to rush off to Cheras. It felt like I was at church the entire weekend from Saturday afternoon through to Sunday, although technically I did manage to go home for seven hours of sleep.
On Monday I chose a pair of glasses and got my eyes checked.
On Tuesday I must have picked up that pair of glasses as well as a pair of sunglasses, although I don't remember much of it. Oh wait, yes, now I recall - it was also the morning I had a blisteringly painful facial; and I haven't had a chance to use my new sunglasses properly because everyday after that has been generously overcast.
On Wednesday I completely humiliated myself on the badminton court filling in for one of the aunties that couldn't make it.
Thursday went by with the intention of getting some exercise in that was quickly surrendered with the deluge that filled Thursday evening.
And today is Friday. I took my dog to the vet after we concluded that she wasn't play acting with the limping. It turns out her kneecaps have a tendency to click out of place, fortunately for now they can sorta be clicked back in, so the day was filled with empathetic cries of 'Fix the dog!'. Poor Perdy.
Last weekend was a blur of things at church. I spent a total of twenty minutes at home before having to rush off to Cheras. It felt like I was at church the entire weekend from Saturday afternoon through to Sunday, although technically I did manage to go home for seven hours of sleep.
On Monday I chose a pair of glasses and got my eyes checked.
On Tuesday I must have picked up that pair of glasses as well as a pair of sunglasses, although I don't remember much of it. Oh wait, yes, now I recall - it was also the morning I had a blisteringly painful facial; and I haven't had a chance to use my new sunglasses properly because everyday after that has been generously overcast.
On Wednesday I completely humiliated myself on the badminton court filling in for one of the aunties that couldn't make it.
Thursday went by with the intention of getting some exercise in that was quickly surrendered with the deluge that filled Thursday evening.
And today is Friday. I took my dog to the vet after we concluded that she wasn't play acting with the limping. It turns out her kneecaps have a tendency to click out of place, fortunately for now they can sorta be clicked back in, so the day was filled with empathetic cries of 'Fix the dog!'. Poor Perdy.
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