With all that Royce chocolates and Taittinger I am treated to while at work, no wonder there isnt time to blog.
Notably, I bumped into my boss over the weekend over at Dempsey Road, looking suave as usual.
I also read up on David Ogilvy's Biography ( my 2nd time) , God knows what's wrong with my memory....
I have on hand Mary Wells Lawrence's book titled A BIG LIFE.
after consciously afflicting harm on my eyes by entering 240 tedious entries into a database the whole afternoon on an aptly named database-the ORACLE .
I added insult to injury by managing 5 whole resumes tonight.
Also, within these 2 weeks, I found time to relive the childhood delight by visiting the zoo, only to be caught in between a 'fight' with some number of zookeepers pelting each other with eggs and manure. I reckon, if I found more then egg albumin on myself, I would have soured.
Then I did the whole Singapore Flyer thing, express tickets in tow to beat the winding queues us Singaporeans are most famously infamous for.
I am going to down some mango pudding and head to bed. Thats my utterly decadent lifestyle for you.
Sometimes I wished I was wendy in peter pan, or alice in wonderland. I'm a huge burton and depp fan, and I reckon the only anti-aging methodology is to have dreams, gun for them, and believe that disneyland is still the happiest place on earth.
