Flipping Cat-tired

The post should have read dog-tired....since I'm not crazy about dog...wrote cat instead. Never seen a tired cat...more like laid-back, cool cat. Not a cares in their world....sashay here and there. Ah cat...and ANTM is so similar.

Don't know why but I have been really tired these past few days. I need a massage on my shoulder and my fingers from all the typing at work. My poor over-abused tired fingers. So much so that I've begin typing with my middle fingers instead. Yes I am a point fingers (the one after the thumb) people.

I need my bed...I need my sleep...I'm cracking my head to do simple cross-stitch designs. Why? Because I feel like doing something with my head, hand and do something! Period.

3 Days of Hell

I am alive but not without major brain damage. Sg should never have long holidays/breaks more than 1 day. I am contented with my weekly Sunday breaks...the longest time that I have to spend with my mum.

The old bat went on lecturing spree on Sunday evening, pause on Monday evening continue on Tuesday morning. I was contemplating pushing her off from the kitchen windows but thinking seriously how to remove the obvious evidence. I've been watching far too many CSIs. I need a break. A real break away from my mother.

I did however manage to squeeze in some time to stitch a SanMan Design. Thought of cheating on my Wednesday SAL as today is WEDNESDAY and I have tonnes and tonnes of work piled up from Saturday. I am so lucky!

Bye people.....trying not to kill mum tonight.

Move on Really Fast

I was going thru my list of bloggers...down my x-stitching site and decided to pay a visit on a fellow. It struck me badly...I'm actually wondering what makes him take such a quick decision. His dear, bubbly wife passed away from unknown reason (not disclosed) in Feb 2006 and now he is getting hitched with another lady...wearing the ring in Dec 2006!!

Either I've been watching too many American murder movies/flicks/dramas, CSIs, Matlock, Murder She Wrote...etc or I think it is just plain rude. How can a person moves on so fast. Doesn't the memory of the wife means anything to him at all?

I've been reading the blog, seems as though, he never got married and was a bachelor all along. Maybe he thinks that it is better to get hitched again since the other girl is waiting for so long.

I have to really stopped reading all these murder mystery books. Can I say that he kills the wife?? Reality is so sad at times. It really bugs me....Can I say that I should be happy that he has found someone else to fill in the empty void eversince the wife left him? I can't lie to my heart about that.

I post queer, weird thoughts to de-stress or un-wind myself. It's the only thing that I can do since I am cooped up in office all day long like chicken at chicken farm..Eat, drink, lay eggs, sleep, eat drink...and so on.

I bought a ruler last night. Yes a straight edge as the kambings kompeni don't have one. There is one pencil sharpening gadget that is attached to a cupboard. Cupboard beside the main traffic walkway and shared by the whole kambing kompeni. Except for one single, dwarf, non-married, old Pinoy man who is not interested in getting married...rich bloke (do I think he is gay?) sharpens his pencils. Well any guys that is shorter than me is considered short. I even make fun of my DBoss. Make fun of his pronounciation, his height, his short golf club, his weird sense of shirts colour, his bad smoking habits, his forgetfulness.

In one word...I poke fun at him....it is good that he can actually laugh at himself...or else I'll be in one hot, boiling, scalding, life-threatening soup. I need the money to pay for my existence plus a few others. I don't need the job...money is fine for me....kwang kwang kwang.