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4:25 PM
Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The past week was breathless and crazy. On Thursday and Friday I stayed in office till midnight; nonetheless I managed to settle for supper with Ash Christine and Jason where we encountered a strange black cat upon bidding goodbyes. Saturday and Sunday found me in the office yet again, and after a 7 day workweek I decided treat myself to a break on Monday, and made my way to Jason's place first thing in the morning to catch him asleep. I crawled into bed to give him a pleasant surprise and he wore an ecstasy smile for the rest of the morning. We slept alot and had very vivid dreams; I dreamt of work ( oh dear the haunting of a 7 day workweek ). In the evening I retreated home with the family watching Rosy Business, which boasts an enthralling storyline that I really enjoy.



Today crept upon me, and I had a sudden invitation to Fareast Boneless Chicken Rice with Sam Yogi Christine Ash, there was tender juicy chicken but disappointingly bland rice and soup; the saving grace was a very amiable uncle. We waited more than half an hour for a bus in the humid Singapore air, our cheeks warm and body sticky. Then Ash and Christine walked me back to the Burberry Office, where I shall begin looking forward to tonight's activities, because I plan for a little mid-July adventure with scary dinosaurs and funny squirels.