Today. 9th January 2007. A day. Like any other day. Yet, I feel happy. That I should be able to go to work with you early in the morning, and simply yearning to return home from work with you!
Today. 9th January 2007. My birthday. I had KFC for breakfast. It was an oily experience. Yes, congratulations Colonel Sanders and company. For finally seeing the light and giving up on dishing out weird unpopular breakfast that, frankly, not many people like (possibly not even the staff). Yes, just stick to the typical menu of oily fried chicken and cheese fries and coke. It’s a good formula though honestly, and somehow strangely, possibly inadequate to beat.. you-know-who. -nudge nudge-
Today 9th January 2007. My birthday. A weird moist day. Hope it doesn’t get rainy later. We need to walk! Yet, it seems I have lost a wager to TGF. There was no blazing hot sun. Darn. Now I am most unwillingly forced to treat her to a few pizzas, pieces of juicy fried chicken, whipped potato, cheese fries, coleslaw and coke. Now where the *beep* can we get all that stuff I wonder? Best to call from a residential number so they might think we’re ordering for an entire family of 30. Best to use a pseudo name too. Or better, we get mothers to make the call.
Talking about calls. Time check now 1:14pm. Just received a call from TGF. Woo hooo hooo…. Happy happy happy. I have unfortunately, chosen a lousy seat in the comp lab though, beside the printer where people queue up to get their papers, just right beside me. A person just cannot blog in peace nowadays. Fantastic.
Today, well heck, technically, it was yesterday. MOP has come up with a new revised Masterplan II, now called the Masterplan for short. Yes, exciting. Extremely. The mere thought of it, and the planning, and a little sweet guessing brightens my time away from you.
I’m coming back to you darling! Soon! In a few sleepy hours, fast and furious. Just a bit sleepy. A bit lazy. Not very stinky. Nor hungry. Actually, come to think of it… hmmm…
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