I've sat here at home all day, doing mostly nothing. Nothing. And more nothing. Oh, I've watched TV, fed the kids, fed myself. I actually did a few minutes of work (yes work!) on my vacation. I need to vacuum the floors, do laundry, do the dishes. I need to shower.

I hate vacation. I finally get a chance to relax and do next to nothing and feel guilty about it. Wonderful.

I'm making my famous pork chops tomorrow. Yum!

Guess I'll drag my happy ass off the couch and actually do something. Whee.


I hate PMS. I suffer from PMS... or, rather, I suffer from women with PMS. I know you ladies that have bad PMS that makes you feel like shit and feel like killing anybody that happens to breathe the air in the same room with you, or it makes you feel like weeping and wailing in emotional sorrow if anyone doesn't respond to you in the exact way you want them too.... you don't want it anymore than your victims friends and family.

So anyway, don't go off on me about this. I know it's just part of life, and I deal with it the way I deal with most things. Non-stick. Fry an egg on my face, smother me in fish, scour me with a Brill-O pad, and I'm good as new.

What really sucks, though, is when PMS strikes during sex. There's nothing like getting close to that climax point, and something happens to pull back from the brink, and wham-o! Cry a river. Well, I try to understand. Actually, that's what makes me a great mate - I really to look at things from her point of view. That's not to say I've been in her shoes, but I can empathic and sympathize.

So, it's ok. We all are how we are.

last weekend

I finally can blog about Saturday's events. I've been witholding my excitement for the past few days. Ha ha. That's because we (Bernard, Didi, and myself) wanted to surprise Ivan, who's a reader of my blog. Me and Didi made a pact not to blog about that day's events until after he received our present. Right, remember that I posted this picture of a cute little guinea pig and stated it as my friend's guinea pig? I was not lying, it's Ivan's pig! HA ha. The pig is quite small, just a little bigger than a full-grown adult Syrian hamster.

Ivan was like always talking about how he always wanted a guinea pig (I wonder why, since he has a much larger pet to hug, a dog!! T_T). So I suggested to the channel (when he was not around) whether we wanted to give him a present, what he had always wished for. =D

And we (Bernard, Didi, myself) actually wanted to meet one week earlier, but due to the fact that Didi was being kept busy with his school work, we only manage to meet up in Simei (Pet Safari) to buy his present. Hmm, I shall not state the price of the pig here. =D The cages there are rather more expensive than other pet shops, especially the fanciful kinds. Imagine a piggie on a hammock (I'm not kidding!!) -_-". . .

So, after a few mishappenings, we finally got the guinea pig (there were only 4 pigs of local breed there) after a simple choice. We went outside, and sat on the "bench" facing East Point. Bernard treated us the Taiwanese ice-cream and I did some silly thing as to play with my digital camera with Didi. -_-" HA ha. It was so fun. Then he counter-attacked using his Nokia 7250. My battery ran out quite fast, and so I "lost" -_- . . .

We sat around, staring at the pig, staring into blank space, took photos of each other, and with the guinea pig! SoOoO Cute. Did I say that I was almost tempted to go buy ANOTHER guinea pig? But then I manage to convince myself otherwise. =D After some time we lulled away, we actually went to have dinner at KFC. It was then Ivan messaged the two (Didi and myself) of us that he had finished his dance rehearsal for two songs (I think), and he was on his way home or something. Didi messaged him that he was eating, and I messaged him back exactly the same thing. Ha ha. I think at this point in time he was quite suspicious already. He asked me if I were eating with Didi, but I lied to him I wasn't. LOLx. Later we went to watch Terminator 3 at Century Square in Tampines and a doctor tushy movie afterwards. Didi was the one who fell asleep for 45 minutes at the last part of the show. He must have been real tired. =D

I also lied that I watched the show at Causeway Point. So many white lies just to keep this from him -_-" when we had all along thought he was just acting blur. HA HA. I can't really remember what other details there were. Of course, I sent didi's photos (in my digital camera) to him, and he insisted that I delete them -_-" . . . He looked so cute!! HA HA, as always.

So, today Didi passed Nimo (Ivan's new Guinea Pig) to Ivan. From what Didi said, Ivan was so touched he nearly cried. Didi said he could tell from his eyes, and his voice. AWwwww so sweet. I was joking with Didi that he should have given Ivan a hug, so that he will be so touched that he cries. =D He he he. I guess Ivan's playing with Nimo now. . .

Hmm, he was like saying how touched he was (okie, not explicitly) when his long-time friends don't remember his birthday(don't worry, you still have two days, Ivan!!), and when he only know us for a few months (except Didi), we made his wish come true. I'm relieved that he likes the pig. I guess he will say that his pig is cuter than mine -_-", now that it is HIS own. I remember when I showed him the picture of his own pig (bluffing him that it was my friend's pig), he said my Hammie was still cuter. =D He he he.