lock-me-out-nator

to increase your waistline.

1. Eat
2. Sit down for most of the day
3. Eat
4. Sleep
5. Repeat 1-4

oh yes...so much less exercise nowadays. and my waistline just goes up, probably proportionate to the cost of living in singapore nowadays.

if waistline grows, i will need to burn a hole in my pocket just to get some fitting pants.

must find time to move my ass.......

anyone interested in ultimate frisbee? am rather interested to get a small group to throw and run around.

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my hands are gonna drop off from manually polishing & buffing a car. it is bloody tougher & harder than it looks. luckily i've got an assistant, plus my eye power is pretty powerful, making things happen without lifting a finger.

for the past week, mood at work had been on a steady decline. from being in the mood to do some work on monday, then being reduced to a worm at work starting on wednesday. friday isn't much better, due to the fact thursday was a national holiday, national day!

recently i set foot on sentosa a few times. i like it. it is a good place to freaking nua. bring an ice box, put in few bottles of beer, bring a mat, get a good book or good company.

but tomorrow, off to MacRitchie Reservior for a run/walk session!

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if you have been one of the few dropping in here now and then, sorry for the no updates.

hmm few dropping, few droppings........

not that i am dead or vanished. just that i've got more high priority stuff :> (eg. pak tor...dating) whatever happened to work??

getting posted around in 3 projects in 5-6months just to fight fire most of the time is not really fun. it kind of feels like you are cleaning up people's shit, or being pulled away while shitting halfway.

hopefully the overlords has decide to let me finish "shitting" for once.

watched The Simpsons too. pretty funny. BUT don't waste your money watching it in the cinema if you do catch them simpsons regularly. it feels like few episodes being put together.

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