I have decided that working gives me a terrible headache, hence I must be allergic to work and should thus quit my job, give up my career and be a stay-home bum. This situation will of course be temporal, until my status changes to stay-home wife and thereafter in time, stay-home mum.
I must have a word with the Boyfriend with regards to my latest discovery.
Oh and we caught The Dark Knight over the weekend and it was really good. Not your typical DC hero type of flick but I thought it captured the very essence of humanity in its portrayal of mankind's moral dilemma in the world we live in. But I can't go on too much about it for now cos my head is really cracking, despite the 2 panadols i just swallowed.
Must note this though. Last week, I was waiting for the Boyfriend to pick me up after work. Saw the car pull up at the curb a few metres away and started making my way towards it when a tall Orchard Tower-esque lady-man got out of the passenger seat.
Stopped stock still in the middle of the pavement and pretended to fiddle with my phone instead. Highly embarrassing; wondered if people around me noticed that I was making my way to that car. *Twiddle dum, twiddle dee*
Any-hoos, please say hi to our new "we-are-grown-ups-now" ride: Charlie.
Between you and me, I don't think I'm going to like him as much as Tommy.
Location: 14th floor of misery
Current Condition: in pain
Music: john mayer
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