Happy, looking a million bucks, cosmic forces and Christmas shopping.

I think I'm happy.

Yeah, I am.

Work sucks as usual, weather is a pain and life is boring as usual. It has been raining non-stop for almost a week and my washing just doesn't dry. I like my clothes left out in the sun till they are dry and crispy.

Damp clothes = no clothes = more shopping? I can work with that. (Well, technically I can't. I'm broke and there are still 2 more weeks to go till the next paycheck.)

Moreover I'm working early shift this week and the fecking rain just will not go away. I wore my luxe cream sily shirt, black piped pants and black patent flats today. And I thought, god I am looking put-together a million bucks today.

But fuck, it's raining and I'm not going to take public transport, get drenched on the way to work while muddy water stains the hem of my pants and arrive looking like I drowned out there. Sod it all, I took a cab to work, arriving at my office still warm and dry and still looking a million bucks with nary a drop of fecking rain on me.

So yeah, I feel good... nananana na. And broke.

The cosmic forces must be working overtime because I actually don't feel murderous towards Dim Bulb. He is leaving tomorrow and has thwarted my "urgent leave" to "handle some family matters" (read: quick getaway to Beijing, China). I'm really cool with this. It shocks me too.

J will be working through the holidays so I'll be stuck here alone. And like I've said, the cosmis forces are in play. I am actually coping with spending the holidays without J around. I'm not pissy or bawling my eyes out, stomping my feet insisting that he flies back right this instant. I'm going with the "I'm such an angel for being so understanding" flow of things.

Coolio.

The planets of the solar system or the moons of Saturn must be aligned due to some wondrous miracle that happens every few gazillion years because I got to chat with J for the past 2 days. Not the usual 5 minutes "How's you.. Miss you but I got to go do _______" conversations. But the kind of that goes on for hours. The kind we used to have before he left for this job. So yeah, I'm a happy camper.


(Some people just dismiss it as yet another chat, but long distance relationships are hard. Plus unreliable wireless broadband, different time zones, prepaid mobile phone with no credit, him being out at sea for god knows how long and being around all the drop dead gorgeous socialites in the world do not help.

Trust me, I would have yank out my hair in frustration if not for my good sense.)


Will go Christmas shopping for J later. I know what I'll be getting him because I already mailed it. This is his present from him to him, in our true blue classic gifting style that hardly anyone else has perfected to an art but us.


Good lord, that's yummy.



p.s. Should I get the delicious apple red iPod nano, or just plonk all my remaining cash on a snazzy iPod that I can watch something on?



Advice, people. Now's the time to hand them out "like you just don't care".

p.p.s Lots of little singalongs in this post, in'it?