Thursday, September 17, 2009

Thursday

Shhh . . .~ He is sound asleep. I had dinner with his mum and groceries shopping at the supermarket. I carried the soup brewing ingredients back home, started the cutting and chopping of the home brew lotus root soup. We haven been having home cook dinner for these few days which consitute the reason why I am dying to have a taste of some home cook soup :)
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He had a hectic hardcore of booze the previous night which namely reveals the reason why he is sleeping at this current moment. He had his night spent in his humble like sedan until my morning call wakes him up with a snooze mode of a 10 minutes interval. Yes he spent his night in his multi-storey carpark. Well, to make a comparison, he is better off than my buddy kenny who once spent his night in the badminton court in front of his residing block where 8 - 5 office personnels treated him like some refugees of strange look.
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Myself
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I woke up the moment I voiced my morning call to him. Had my breakfast and was waiting paitently for the Osim repair man to arrive. The footrest of my massage chair got stucked. Headed toward daddy's workplace and I was ordered to pick my doggie up for some grooming appointment. Kenneth the groomer was not around, so I ended up in Pat's nail salon to get my medi, pedi done up. I suppose to meet Patrix up for some afternoon coffee session but he ended up in Alexandra again. Guys and cars.
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It seems like a boring Thursday, nevertheless what is important ? Hubhubie to have a well body rest. He had been draining himself badly and too frequently. *shakes head* Making a flashback, he had been spending his nights out since last Saturday night. I bet he threw the kayating activity this coming saturday off his mind. Oh btw, I didn't go for the Transformer drive-in movie at Fort Canning last Saturday. He already made his plans with his friends therefore I didn't even mention anything to him. But to imagine it, with the more than human size Bumble Bee Transformer machine beside his cute little bubble tank, its gotta be so cute. Well too bad, its a miss.
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