So fucking tired. Had to work until about 7:30 tonight, 2 hours later than usual. Of course, this is nothing compared to how it was in the past. A few years ago, going back at 8 was quite good already.
I'm getting behind on the stuff I want to blog about. Things just move so fast. I've got news on my medical condition. Seems that I've seroconverted, meaning that my HBe-antibody is positive and HBe-antigen is negative, which is a good thing. It used to be the other way round, and a few months ago what happened was both were positive. Supposedly my body spontaneously decided that this is the way to live.
The liver specialist suggested I wean off my anti-histamine to see if my hives are also cured. She suggested I take it alternate nights. I missed my dose last night, and at about 8 the blotches came back with a vengeance.
Let's see. It's Tuesday today. CSI is showing soon. Was off yesterday, bought UPS which was friggin heavy. I think something like 10kg, walked home with it. Like that time when Jasper bought his weights.
On Sunday, went with Jasper and Aaron to Seletar. Worked out at the gym, I think that was the hardest I've pushed myself recently. Am feeling the need and desire to exercise. Left my dirty clothes, swimming trunks and goggles in the bathroom. Good thing they kept it and I collected it back on Monday.
In my future home, I imagine an empty, squarish room, the centerpiece a punching bag hanging from the ceiling. Ideally there wouldn't be windows, but that might be hard. Perhaps a pair of speakers on tiny little high shelves in the corners. And I'm so totally gonna buy a piece of canvas and some acrylic paint and put two and two together.
So Friday we celebrated Say Yang's birthday, where "we" refers to Aaron and me. Went to China Jump, at Chijmes. Had dinner so didn't have to pay cover charge to enter when the clubbing would begin, but we left pretty early (as far as time measured by cool cats goes). There was this girl serving tequila shots, the business model is basically that she buys a bottle from the club, and the club allows her to sell drinks to customers. At $10 a shot, she definitely makes a huge profit.
But you know, in the long run, she might lose more than she gains. Especially if she does this regularly. She says she's a J2, which makes her 18, which makes her just under or just over the legal drinking age. Unless of course she's older than she says. But drinking so much can really screw you up, mind and body. I'm sure the way she gets drunk and gets more money is to sell drinks to herself.
If I can help it, I wouldn't work primarily for money. I'm glad I can help it now. If I went to OCS, I would be earning more than twice as much as I am now, but I'm happy where I am. I want a challenging, interesting, fun job, not a boring, mind-numbing job that bribes me with money.
Was out with Jasper on Sunday, we watched "la mala educacion" (bad education), by Almodovar. I watched "todo sobre mi madre" (all about my mother) in Princeton, another film he directed. Quite a genius. Life mirrors art, art mirrors life, both movies involve the stage, theater, acting. Explores the unconventional, uncommon aspects of human sexuality: drag queens, homosexuality in varying shades. In "todo sobre mi madre", Tennesse William's "Streetcar Named Desire" is played out by this band of drag queens.
"Closer" is opening on 17th Feb, and "Million Dollar Baby" a week after that. Sideways is also showing in Singapore.
gz tells me that Tori Amos is releasing a new CD on 22nd Feb.
I don't know about Q-jump, seems pretty pyramidal to me.
Quite a bit of action in the hospital with respect to my granny. They capped the tube that was providing a direct route from the air outside her neck into her throat, bypassing the throat. But that's old news, because they've now removed the tube. Didn't get to see her tonight, since I had to work overtime.
In the canteen at MINDEF, some stalls use disposable cutlery, so Eugene suggested that we could bring our own fork and spoon. I suggested we could just wash the disposable cutlery, since it's pretty solid plastic. But after forgetting to bring it to lunch several times, and having no soap when I wanted to wash the spoon after eating, I think I'll just use non-disposable cutlery from other stalls, on a rotation basis.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
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