So the first work week of the year rolls on, and at least some of us got off to a colourful start. Should get me some German housemates. Then again, better not. I’m still recovering from my flatmates from five years ago.
But yes, I’ve been a busy man this week, so busy that even LMD says I’ve been a busy man, because I’ve declined her invitation to drinkalittle several times in the last week, non-alcoholic beverages included. I did treat myself to a quick beer on the way home though, and there’s no better quick beer than a Hoegaarden Forbidden Fruit. One is enough to smack you in the face. You can get a bottle at NTUC Fairprice for $4.20, but I won’t, because I’m still demonising this ‘cooperative’.
I’ve been busy enough not to have seen my family till Wednesday evening, when my mother asked me, ‘eh, why you cut your hair like that?’, and before I could answer, she asked me how much money my ‘celebrity friends’ donated to the tsunami charities. So I told her I cut my hair like that to save on shampoo. Then the maid did something that didn’t please her, so I was left alone to slink away unnoticed from the dinner table. Some mothers are funny like that, you know?
Yes, like I said, I’ve been busy, and I’m so busy some friends tell me if I keep this up, all my chakras will be blocked, and that won’t be good for me. (I told them I’ve never liked chakras, not even in fish head curry.)
But like a bumper sticker I once saw, I owe, I owe, it’s off to work I go.