The Lion City sleeps. I apparently don't. All's right in the world.

Hum. It has just occurred to me. I think I completely forgot the past two monthsaries April & May.XDDD Um. Um. Let's see. That is because. We've hit the one-year mark!:D Huzzah.:DDD

Mrrr. It is 0527 hours (an ungodly 0427 in the real world, as Singapore is a staunch believer that belief in something (like, say, oh, it's 5 oh'clock [sic, yes I know, hon, what, you think I suck at spelling or something?:p] and a half even when the sun's not fricking there yet, it's like me saying oh-my-god-am-I-good-in-uhhh-math-or-what and suddenly acing my Calculus, which never happened, not in every possible alternate reality) actually makes that something real (even if the sun is so not there yet, really. Anyway.:D)

...er. What was I saying?:D

Anyway. I've got a bit of insomnia. (I wonder how I managed that.) Hrumpf. Dum dee dum. Blah dee blah.XP It's getting to be pretty boring here in no time at all. The novelty is wearing off.:p (though the apartment is still goooood.:D) The days melt nicely into nights and back again and forth again and back again. The kids are great. Though. I have to say there isn't exactly a whole roaring plethora of choice conversation picks. (basically it boils down to Choice A: work, Choice B: work, Choice C: work, Choice D: what the hey, let's talk about school! (as if that wasn't horribly boring enough to talk about in school), Choice E: aaaand work again!, & Choice F: niceties about the minutiae of thism-thatms. Hmmm. 6 choices! Not bad, after all, what they hey.:p) Not to mention I have to make like the Singaporean equivalent of the MTRCB and screen the R21's (astig, may R21 pala dito!:D Plus the blurbs on the Lie With Me movie poster are weird.o_0 They veer from the traditional "Sexy!", "Great!", "Utterly devious, scintillating!" and other such normal ambiguous drivel straight to "This film is really for adults only!" and I go like, wow, you think??) from the conversation for the kiddies.:p Le hay.

Oh well. I am simply salat is what I am. (And a catty beetch. Though I screen myself pretty heavily because I happen to be a catty beetch with a catty conscience, and it's positively horrid. Grmfpwibble.) I think at one point I was actually going to blog to cat-bitch about work and the fact that what they hey, I may or may not have the most ridiculously easy marketing project of all, but that doesn't mean I'm any less good than I actually am, which is pretty damn good, but that line of thinking just shows how far gone I am into the realm of one-dimension-ness where work and work alone reigns supreme. Not to mention the fact that deep down I'm just horribly insecure that I ain't all that so I feel compelled to defend every put-down thrown my way, both big and small, real and imagined.:D So what's new.:D Shee-yite. I am le bored.

Le bored.

Le bored.

Hum. It's 0550, a time when the sun is normally up and about already. But oh, look at that! At what? Nothing at all! Because it is still pitch fricking black outside.:D Grmf. Swimming kaya ako.:D Hum. Work from home kaya ako today.:D So that I may lounge around and watch TV and not have to wear heels (which make me grow horrid calluses in the wrong places, mind. They're right in the middle and they feel weird when I walk barefoot. Yick.) and sit around in the ghost town they call an office.o_0 Hum. I am hungry. I believe I shall get a bit of morning snackage.:D Er. So. Apparently I didn't sleep a wink.o_0 Insomnia, ohyes.

I miss you to bits dear. (kahit 'di mo nirereplyan text ko.:s) 'Di kita mahagilap sa ym, harrumpf. Oh well. Shall I bare my vulnerable innermost soul and say at length--at the risk of sounding like an utterly pathetic idiot--how much I. Miss. You. To. Bits. Miss. You. To. Bits. Miss. You. Miss. You. Miss. You. Horribly. Really., or shall I keep up this nice little facade of Tough Little Me? Ah, but I am Tough in all other Aspects in life save You. Argh. Atrociously horrid vulnerability right there.:D Ohwell.

Shyite, I am hunger. (yet another vulnerability of the more prosaic kind.:D) I believe I shall answer to the whims of my physical body, to which I am utterly powerless to resist. Because. I. Am. Hung-fricking-ry.:D

Anaknamputsangkalawang Nagulat Akoh sa biglang radyo dito sa business center.o_0 Grmpfwibble.

But. I am hunger.:D Bye-oooooo.:D

theHERETICisIN.
o come, all ye faithful.