My computer is COMPLETELY screwed up, so much so that it's unable to start up regularly. *Bleahz* Fortunately, I was still about to wriggle around the system and find a way to access the Internet. Hello?! I'd have died a billion years ago if I were cut off from the outside world for just a day! The ultimate turn-off's that my MS Setup CD is GONE. GONE.
On a lighter note, Saturday definitely brings on a whole new meaning to life, because it's the only time when I'm about to discard that 'work-life' facade and apparate to my own enclave. But yet again, the flu has done me in, so I'm currently on 2 Biogesics every 4 hours to suppress the heatwave and a tablespoonful of pi pa gao every 6 hours to permit me to speak audibly. Just as I was thinking about screaming my throat hoarse later on...
I've passed the stage of euphoria and moved on to the stage of inner-battle and denial. I'm still trying to get past myself in terms of nursing a huge infatuation on young men, their good looks and their not-so-good voices. My telemarketeer friend judges a guy's look by his voice; this doesn't seem congruent to this particular outfit. Good looks -> Checked.Good acting skills -> Checked.Good voice -> Urm...So the moral of the story is: Never judge a guy by his macho-sounding voice; he might turn out to be that fervent stalker of yours with the huge nose ring and acne-ridden face.
And to my employers, PAY ME NOW!!!
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