Lonely lazy lad lounged
Spent the day at home..yes..in complete squalor. I challenge you to better waste 24 hrs.
Goddamn this laptop. All laptops with a dvd drive ought to have built-in decoders. Always left at the Gates of hell with Microsoft ( i know bad joke but yeah you spend a day at home and let' see the wisecracks you come up with)
Anyway dozed off yet again at dusk to wake up with the shocking yet amusing realisation that I still hadn't gotten my MC (yes now i actually do go get one)
Went to the clementi doc. The shock on my face was apparent when I walked in through the door marked "Dr. Margaret Ng" to find a young almost intern-looking guy holding stethoscopes (almost as if to reassure himself). Well, gave him my whole history (the deal with the incredible amazing flu and the throat/ear infections). The fear in his eyes just kept growing and growing and when finally it was ready to leave home for higher studies (hah!) after I said that my cough was still very much around, "Margaret" lunged for my wrist and held on. Apparently, he felt the urge to check my pulse. After a few seconds, he let go to assume a slightly calmer expression.
Probably just wanted to check if I was still alive. The pulse of course is the best way to confirm that.
Came home with an MC for the day, at 11:30pm. Wonder if it will be a source of humour at work. Let's hope.
Goddamn this laptop. All laptops with a dvd drive ought to have built-in decoders. Always left at the Gates of hell with Microsoft ( i know bad joke but yeah you spend a day at home and let' see the wisecracks you come up with)
Anyway dozed off yet again at dusk to wake up with the shocking yet amusing realisation that I still hadn't gotten my MC (yes now i actually do go get one)
Went to the clementi doc. The shock on my face was apparent when I walked in through the door marked "Dr. Margaret Ng" to find a young almost intern-looking guy holding stethoscopes (almost as if to reassure himself). Well, gave him my whole history (the deal with the incredible amazing flu and the throat/ear infections). The fear in his eyes just kept growing and growing and when finally it was ready to leave home for higher studies (hah!) after I said that my cough was still very much around, "Margaret" lunged for my wrist and held on. Apparently, he felt the urge to check my pulse. After a few seconds, he let go to assume a slightly calmer expression.
Probably just wanted to check if I was still alive. The pulse of course is the best way to confirm that.
Came home with an MC for the day, at 11:30pm. Wonder if it will be a source of humour at work. Let's hope.
A was feeling bored at 2:12 AM
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Help. No sleep. Zonked. El freako.
My brain has just left the building, only to be run over by a truck but not before tripping over a juicy beefy BK burger.
Ants really do know where everything is.
Useful tip #23: Always dip your keys in sugar syrup. Just follow the ant trails to find your keys and a home-made dessert all in one.
Hey, crap is good. Crap is underrated.
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