Rainy Day Girl

Sad as a story, my rainy day girl Sat on her hands in a saccharine world

Friday, November 30, 2007

Happy 2nd Birthday Lumpkid!

:) It's Lumpkid's Birthday again! And we're taking him (and his previous owner) out for the day. Took a day's leave espechully for today -- seeing as I LOST one of my off-in-lieus due to the randomness of rostering administration. (GRRR!!!)

First I go to the gym
Then to lunch with Phons -- Ramen @ Tampopo at Liang Court
Then to X'mas pressie shopping
Perhaps a movie

In the evening I've a farewell drinks session for one of my favourite colleagues who's leaving for greener (and better paying) pastures.

Friday, November 23, 2007

And in rebuttal -- http://www.talkingcock.com/html/article.php?sid=2414

At least this is funny!

Thursday, November 22, 2007

This is quite possibly the most painful video I've ever seen, brought to you "by the people who keep us happily censored". (You know, it explains a heck of a lot...)

How terribly embarrasing...

Friday, November 16, 2007

Been laid up at home for the last four days with a cold and -- off all things -- a severely crippling case of tendonitis on the ball of my right foot.

I think the culmination of work and exhaustion has really taken its toll. Been sniffly and out of sorts for some time and on Monday, after sitting thru 3.5 hours of bill reading, I was a wreck of soreness and sniffles. Am getting better and should be able to enjoy my weekend. Phew.

Took the chance to catch up on old movies and vids during my convalescence: The Unit, Prison Break, Jigouku Shoujo, United 93 and The Devil Wears Prada.

On the latter, I couldn't stop snickering at the end when our ever optimistic Andie happily takes a job at the New York Mirror. And as the deliciously devilish Miranda Priestly and her gaze at each other across the street, I can just imagine Ms Priestly looking on the hapless Andie and thinking: LOL! PNWED!

You think you've escaped the clutches of Miranda? Dream on girlie! The whole news mechanism as as fake, exacting, thankless and soul leeching as any fashion glossy, so good luck jumping out of the frying pan straight into HELL.

Sigh. I think I need a break.