Word of the day: "voluptuary" (see also: sybarite)
It's been a while, but I got stomach cramps again - this time from doing 150 crunches after a morning run (well, it was a walk for me). And they lasted 3 days. Ouch. I think even Mr Poon isn't quite so brutal!
Sometimes, I wonder what went wrong between me and one of my colleagues. I'm sure he's a nice person in his own way, but what event(s) caused him to dislike me so much? Maybe he doesn't like to see people "slacking" when he sees himself working so hard. Well, I am not as slack as I appear, though I *do* admit my job is rather easier than some's *g* It's probably a summation of many small things. The straw that breaks the camel's back. As always. Now, where have we heard that before? :) I also wonder occasionally who else dislikes me but is less open about their loathing. Hmm.
I finally went to confront the barber, and he wasn't happy. He admitted, in a roundabout way, that we didn't have to pay him another $2 when we actually got out hair cut, but dismissed his ongoing con job with the words (in chinese), "Some people who want to give me more, so I let them. Sit down!" and proceeded to cut my hair extremely quickly and shoddily, taking 1/3 the time he took on the person before me (though oddly it was, actually, better than the second time I'd gone to him and had paid him $2, when Jason remarked that I looked like a Dragonball Z character.)
As he predicted, Qingru has been posted to my unit. And he's been forced to cut his hair to a ridiculous length. Heh heh heh. Apparently he also hasn't applied overseas, though he intends to. At my rate, I think in the end I just won't bother.
There was a stray dog running around when we were running at East Coast (I love my battalion - we rarely stay in camp on Saturdays. I can probably count on 4 fingers the number of Saturdays I've spent in camp since late June) - well, it wasn't really a stray dog. It was tame, well groomed, didn't bite and had a collar. Anyway, a "captain" security guard was trying to slip a noose around its neck (too lowly a job for the "generals" I suppose) but it kept eluding him, even up till the time I left. I wonder why stray dogs are frowned upon, but people let stray cats wander with abandon? :(
I'm at the History section of Fast Food Nation at this point in time. I finally get to find out about the stupid "Colonel" Harland Sanders! Alas, he *was* a real person, though somewhat of a kook.
http://eatmejusteatme.50g.com/117.htm
"This kind of reminds me of the time back in Primary 6, when we looked at the black gunk and pus oozing out of our newly-formed BCG scar, and we offered some of it to Peggy and made her cry. Sometimes I don't see how I've changed at all in the last 8 years."
Yuck! Eww! Gross! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh.
Charmian on law: and if this is encouragement, there are really very many chio bus in law...
and save they're more assertive and demanding than arts gals, i think it's a better deal for a guy coz the ratio of gals to guys in law higher than gals to guys in arts ha!
Wah lao.
Quotes:
[Nametag in McDonalds] Uncle Chan
[On the commissioning of officers] All of them say, "level up"... Add one point to Yucheng. Intelligence - 4... [Me: It should be 'Wisdom'] Actually I wanted to say 'Charisma' but he has some kind of idiot charm.
[On me losing weight] You stuffed yourself during Chinese New Year? (starved)
[On why guys do not rather read unabashedly pornographic magazines like Playboy, Hustler and Penthouse instead of those with a veneer of social acceptability like Stuff, FHM and Maxim] Sometimes you think, ah, things that cannot be seen is more beautiful
Exchanges:
kimberly: oh don't be silly
you're spouting nonsense again
crystal: what since when since when!
kimberly: gah
I should deal with you so forcefully your curly hair will straighten :P
crystal: that sounds so kinky!
kimberly: gah
why you little...