I haven’t found the mojo in me to search for the lost words.

In fact, I have been so erratic in this monotonous routine of mine that… any more excitement might just tip me over.

Hey, but guess what? The rise of the crimson tide yesterday probably explains the calmness and coolness after a week of emotional torment..(on myself and perhaps many others).

And as the motion is set for the crucial 4 weeks ahead, I probably will have plenty on my plate to keep my mind occupied… which is bad, cos it means I will be damn complacent about growing older.

I probably  need to plan for another runaway trip.

Anyway.

In the midst of all the hectic schedule, it would be easy to recount how my life just whooshes pass with such intense speed.

Work. And trying to cram as much things as I wanna do during my free time.

Almost not enough free time these days.

I don’t even chill much but yet just wanna squeeze in as much as possible.. and there seems to be just… not enough time.

For the past week:

1) Mahjong on Thursday night. Missed American Idol.

2) Got back home on Friday evening and read a little, before I fell asleep while watching CSI.

3) It was almost 15 hours of decadance. I woke up and prepared Minibean as we headed out with her Daddy to Funan for me to check out some work stuff on a Saturday.

4) In Funan’s MPH, a grouchy boy was in his pram, frowning. Before I knew it, my flirt of a daughter went up to him, stroked his face, smiled at him alluringly, threw her tiny little body forward and embraced him. Boy’s mother was stunned, I was embarrassed. And then as Minibean drew her body back, she leaned forward and plant a smacker on the very confused boy’s lips. He looked up, upset, as if been violated. An amused laughter was heard, one filled with disbelief.. It was the boy’s dad. It was almost he was going to say, “Hey look! My boy, the chick magnet!”. I was so embarrassed that… I called out to her Daddy to manage the situation.

5) Chased the energetic one around. She went into MPH Raffles City, saw the fake firecrackers(new year decoration), and plucked one roll out of the bunch, like you would twist a banana out of its. I was just glad she didn’t take the big, shiny ingot.

6) It was impossible to shop. But 3 books were enough.

7) Still, bought diapers for her before heading home in a cab and watched her fall asleep within seconds. Awesome.

CSI! Finally caught up with the series. Read! And… watching The Departed. Then, Mystic River. 2 sad endings are not healthy for me.

9) Finished Agatha Christie’s The Secret Adversary on Sunday. Grocery shopping on Sunday at IMM without her. She was down with  fever. Xbox 360.

10) Mini adventure at Portsdown with Wifey and Mr NoLeo. Lost my inspiration mojo even. Lost my way also. But I found my way, by walking! So amazed by myself, I tell you!

11) Got hit on… by a man of steel.

12) A gorgeous white German Shepherd kissed me.

13) It was a beautiful place.

14) Had dinner at Cicada. Post dinner adventure – Lit a lighter when wifey couldn’t. You should hear what she was saying when I asked to try. “You?!”

15) Got back home, read. Exhausted.

16) Started on Catch-22. Tuesday was tormented by cramps. Popped 3 painkiller at a go in an attempt to concentrate at work.

17) Valkyrie premiere. It made me cry. 3rd movie with sad ending. Why am I tormenting myself like that huh?

17b) Oh, was buying more books when I was randomly asked by the person at the counter: You aquarius? Now I know how people feel when I ask people, “You piscean?”.

18) Finished Norwegian Wood, started on Curious Incident of the dog in night time.

19) Had great reluctance to get to work with the great loss of blood.

20) Contemplated on starting Picture of Dorian Gray.

21) Meeting.

22) Ahhh… lunch.