NOT AGAIN

Sorry for my lack of enthusiasm to blog.

So much so that *cough* someone complained that my blog wasn’t as extensive and details-precised for the happening weekend we shared.

That’s because I don’t have any guys having the hots for me, picking me up with lame pickup lines and persistently tried to date me despite consistent Nos.

Alright. Truth is, I was too engrossed with my newest read and seldom hit the sacks before 6am, and would only drag myself out of bed at say, 3pm or 4pm.

The problem with me is, I can only concentrate on my book after 11pm, cos the lure of the internet or CSI: NY or whatever that was on television tempted me to stray from the book, slowing the whole reading process.

After 3 days, I finally finished my first Jeffrey Archer last night, so here I am, waking up earlier, and am blogging!

Whee!

But, *frowns and pout*, I am having yet ANOTHER throat infection.

Yes, I am sick, again.

Bad throat, and a growing cough.

So poor thing…

But I decided against the doctor, or else he’s gonna think I am making frequent trips with the same, old, uninnovative excuse to see him again.

Was held up at the custom on Monday night.

A glitch with the system again.

So while waiting, we were bored.

Now, I know what to do to make me appear to have a slimmer jawline. Muahaha.

There was some irritating guy who was staring at Janice when we were up on the bus, and Janice returned with, in my opinion, a hardly menacing look.

I joked, he might mistake her for trying to seduce him with com’ on baby, come to mama come-to-bed eyes instead.

She said there’s a difference.

And I tried to convince her that she didn’t display that much a difference.

VS

The GO TO HELL AND STOP STARING AT ME LIKE A PIECE OF MEAT look.

See?!

Ah. Whatever.

I was trying to do a diva wave of dismissal, talk to my watch hand pose and realised the similarities to a very famous ‘BAH’ picture.

Any resemblances is purely coincidental.

My throat is still feeling bad.

Drink lotsa water.

But I loathe drinking water. *whines*

Alright, if you could excuse me, I am now going to move on with my 3rd read.

Brad Meltzer.

Ahem. Dear Mr Book-supplier, I am ready for a new batch, soon. *grins*

If you find my updates crawling, you know why.

Or perhaps, it’s getting awfully quiet here that I don’t feel like blogging anymore.

I shall move on from this space, in time to come.

Er, so now, house chores first? Or the book?

I shall work the fats off after brewing lotsa lards with the 3 days of lazing in the bed, canoodling up with Jeffrey Archer.