I have a lot to write tonight and I'm gonna try to do it in turbo-speed (while I guzzle home-made barley) and press 'Publish' cos I want my beauty sleep and if I don't get it down now, I never will. Already as it is, half of what I'd wanted to say earlier had already been forgotten soon as I got off the phone.
Disclaimer: I only had 3 hours of sleep last night so whatever I say here shall not be allowed to be held against me. If I say anything out of turd, we'll blame it on the lack of sleep.
So I'd went to work (looking really hideous) with the hope that dinner might not be too busy so I can get an earlier "dismissal" but oh boy, was I ever wrong. About both going home early and the not-so-busy dinner, but they complement each other so it's natural the latter happens as a result of the former and bla bla bla, I'm mega confusing myself.
Lazy Lunch.
Lunch was really slow and lazy and the heat, oh god. Kill me. Almost killed me. The restaurant is made up of mostly glass. It feels like a greenhouse in the afternoon. I feel like a bloody cabbage in a greenhouse in the afternoon. Every afternoon when the sun is hot in the sky just like a giant spotlight..haha. I got distracted. No, I don't like that song by Lenka. I was so bored today and the heat made us so...sluggish, I sat in the restaurant and started snapping away on my phone (camera's 3.2 mega pixel but the pictures are LOUSY by the way). Lyn was so upset she abandoned me to camwhore alone. :(
This was the best warning she gave me before she started crying her eyes out. Tell me, DOES THIS EVEN LOOK LIKE A WARNING?! And all I could do was prance around singing "Nan Ren Bu Gai Rang Nu Ren Liu Lei" and throwing tissue in her direction. Direct translation: Er, guys should never ever let the ladies cry(?) I know, ching-chong pom-pi-pi.
The high point of today:
A 10-DAY OLD BABY SHITZ TZU! It was so absolutely-freaking-adorably-cuddly-CUTE and NO BIGGER than an average guy's hand!!! I didn't even dare to breathe, let alone touch it cos it looked so fragile!
All that gushing and googoo-gaga-ing and I actually forgot to ask for its name but nevermind, last I heard, 'he', along with his mommy will be attending the wedding that's scheduled to be held at my restaurant! Yay!
The Lonely Baby Humming Bird.
Just outside my restaurant! Barely a few days old and it's already more famous than Susan Boyle. Okayy, not true but hey, there were hordes of photographers crowding around it this morning with their bazooka-sized lens just to get a shot of it okayy!
The low point that made me really :(
You probably can't see (told you the picture quality's lousy), but I actually drew a line on the white faux leather of my phone pouch. Ouch. Rhymes eh. Pouch ouch. I have it in me to be a poet! Yes, that deceivingly innocent-looking purple pen IS the culprit. Hmpf!
The best weekend so far. ♥
Hello, Henderson Waves for the first time!
The endless
road ahead.
Resembles the
Great Wall of China right.
Me, after the walk.
Mr Income Tax, after the walk.
It all bores down to good stamina...
or just plain bullshit.
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