My OperaTuesdays are such a drag...
Tuesday, January 5, 2010 2:56:05 AM
Its against my religion to be in work before 930am. Except on Tuesdays.
Tuesdays start early. Alarm goes off at 630, I snooze it till 715 (or was it 745... its called snooze amnesia, where you snooze through 3 or more waves of alarms set to wake the living dead, using ring tones of the likes of Queen's I Was Born To Love You, Lady GaGa's Just Dance, & of coz Jay Chou's 周大侠, etc., and then forgetting that the alarms even went off...or what day it is...or what year it is...or if you are still a virgin...).
Then... the madness begins.
I literally drag myself like a dead body out of the softness of my resting place, and wash up (aka wake up through washing). Surprisingly after the cold shower hits my body, I am 25% awake. Using this new found energy, I raise myself from the dead and start trudging somewhat like a human.
Breakfast is a must. Cornflakes w raisins and cold milk is the usual, but that usually makes me poo & poo & poo. Today I had 4 lotus paste "red lucky baos" and honey water. Quite yummy actually.
Anyhow, getting late, so went to poo again (having poo-ed in the early morning already). Insane, I am so full of shit. Work wear, lappie bag, off. Train ride of 30 and am at work.
The Tue meeting begins...
Zzzzz...Nuff said.
Tuesdays start early. Alarm goes off at 630, I snooze it till 715 (or was it 745... its called snooze amnesia, where you snooze through 3 or more waves of alarms set to wake the living dead, using ring tones of the likes of Queen's I Was Born To Love You, Lady GaGa's Just Dance, & of coz Jay Chou's 周大侠, etc., and then forgetting that the alarms even went off...or what day it is...or what year it is...or if you are still a virgin...).
Then... the madness begins.
I literally drag myself like a dead body out of the softness of my resting place, and wash up (aka wake up through washing). Surprisingly after the cold shower hits my body, I am 25% awake. Using this new found energy, I raise myself from the dead and start trudging somewhat like a human.
Breakfast is a must. Cornflakes w raisins and cold milk is the usual, but that usually makes me poo & poo & poo. Today I had 4 lotus paste "red lucky baos" and honey water. Quite yummy actually.
Anyhow, getting late, so went to poo again (having poo-ed in the early morning already). Insane, I am so full of shit. Work wear, lappie bag, off. Train ride of 30 and am at work.
The Tue meeting begins...
Zzzzz...Nuff said.
