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I feel like a block of wood today.

I am seriously, like, in a daze. I sent emails, and I awe myself for making perfect sense, even though I probably can’t remember what I wrote.

It was an amazing Monday. It dragged through plenty of drowsiness for me to survive the day, and the 2 hours of sleep seemed suffice enough for me to pull through the day till 3am.

3am! No joke!

Seriously, I think I have problems sleeping these days, I have no idea what it is

And I am going to invest on my health soon. Which means, get my badly screwed eyes checked(still no contact lenses for me, I look like a complete dork!), get my cervical cancer vaccine(and oh and finally go get my pap smear done.. it has been…. 4 years too late), and finally get into the momentum of exercising.

A colleague asked me if I would want to take part in a basketball game yesterday(with glasses, and yes, 2 hours of sleep), and I was interested!

However it didn’t take place, yet I felt like doing something for the evening.

Which eventually ended up as a nice, relaxing swim in the pool with my Effy wifey.

We need to get goggles if we want to become the next Phelps, cos we didn’t manage to swim as many laps as we would want to.

It was such a nice evening swim, and we headed back to my place and rocked to Rock Band. My whammy is back in working condition!

As she left, it broke into a storm, and a perfect, cozy night to be tucked snugly under my duvet.

And then I was added into an MSN chat with 5 other chaps, whom I already know for at least 15 years. I feel like an old hag, seriously.

And I believe I have to train up my alcohol tolerance should I want to survive this December.

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I really have to break this annoying, bad habit of mine. Like, seriously.

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I can’t believe this morning’s key issue I have to handle – I buy mooncakes, or they buy mooncakes.

Like, seriously?

I am royally pissed, and impossibly puzzled, that I got a scolding from the distributor company for not buying mooncakes on their behalf and delivering them to their customers.

“It’s this Friday, and they kept asking me why we never give, it doesn’t look good, you know?”

Uhm… I no like mooncakes anymore

And oh, I am not so blank anymore. Hehe.