These unusual people begin a series of abnormal stories that never fail to create headaches. But, although their personalities are all twisted— they still talk about love. 
 
It's definitely  piqued my interest enough to go into my Jan 2010 to-watch list. *notes*
 

Do be noting that I seldom take this particular bus number and haven't taken one since the office moved. Therefore I yet again must submit case file no. #654321 that I have the inclination to attract the strange and bizaare.  

So tonight some literally crazy indian guy got onto bus 93, sat down and started scolding something in a loud voice  - which I suspect was swearing in Hindi - that the whole bus could hear him, to the point where an indian couple in the seat in front of him actually upped and switched to the seats somewhere further front. I'm guessing they actually understood what he was swearing about. And yes there were empty seats at other sections of the bus.

And where was I, the magnet, as usual?  Stuck in a seat where I'd have to go past and THROUGH him to get out.  (think me at the back seat corner right, and him at the back seat dead centre).  

Just as I was panic!planning emergency evasive plans on how I intend to get past him and duck for the door once I reach my stop, he thankfully got off the bus after 10 minutes of swearing to himself... or someone. I have no idea I was trying to avoid eye contact.  

...maybe I need to stop choosing window seats. I usually get trapped by crazy people when I choose window seats.

T'was a dark and cloudy evening...
 
 

I am admittedly  feeling.... a little spendy of late. That's actually a sign that I'm extremely bored, somewhat on/off moody broody  and in need of instant gratification... that takes 3 weeks to ship out LOLOLOL....

...haaa. 

I'll be (likely because my folks tell me everything last minute  shifting into temp quarters in the month of Nov and living out of a suitcase without home internet for awhile. There will be much woe and agony from withdrawal symptoms, but thankfully (?)  I am still a corporate pencil pusher -- If I'm desperate enough, I'd probably just stay back a little later, or sneak in an email check or two during lunch.It just wouldn't be a good idea to use the internet for personal stuff during office hours not even as a 5min quickie like a  smoking break that I am not entitled to, because I have appearances to keep up with (no, really, imagine me saying that with straight face).

Not to mention,  management from TCTSNBN just recently had some dramatic internet banning exercise, citing certain staff playing on their facebooks on office time and being  caught as reason to (At this point, I feel the strong need to highlight that I am facebook free), causing my work to slow down to a crawl for almost half to a whole day trying to explain and justify for myself and my minions to a bunch of before X Gen-ners how WE NEED THE INTERNET TO WORK and do my corporate ninjaing and stuff before getting mine reluctantly reinstated (I got my msn reinstated too as a bonus but that's a whole other story). So see, since I'm vouching work intregrity not just for myself, it's a delicate position I don't care to undo anytime soon and have people with nothing better to do to find something to jump onto and not let go.

Frankly, you and I know it's pointless to ban the internet. No doubt, people will be inconvenienced, but if people really do want to slack off the job it's naive to think that an internet / msn ban is your instant solution, because they'll just shift the conversation to email and you can't ban that unless you don't want a job done.  I mean, we once had this very bubbly KTV clique who frequently mass mails to their colleagues about non-work stuff (usually to jio dinner) which idk why people will then REPLY TO ALL instead of just the organiser and flood my inbox when I'm waiting for a huge file to be sent over from a client.... dotz.

So I'm not very fun at work. sue me.

p.s: It appears my temp quarters will be very near my office. I haven't decided if that is a good or bad thing, though I suppose I will come to appreciate it when I can escape the morning traffic route that is always jammed.

Because it's Friday and I read way too much into things: 

This passage from today's Today (the printed version) caught my attention, but not  quite in the way it's meant to: 

Excerpt: 

"Singapore -Holly, the world's first semi-cloned fish, has a friendly nature and likes to play with other fish...."

"The team of researchers from the National University of Singapore practically treats Holly like family, celebrating each stage of her growth with a meal. 

When Holly was born and started swimming the team went for a meal at a resturant in West Coast. When Holly produced eggs after mating, the team celebrated over a seafood Chinese Dinner."

I like Mid Autumn Festivals. Tis' the month of yummy mooncakes, bunny motif thingys galore, literally shiny things, TEA, and in this year's case, yay weekend.



Which is why it's unfair that as a nation whose majority population is made up of Chinese asians, we seem to be the only country that does not have a public holiday for this.  One of these days I will take time off around this time to be in Hong Kong or China or somewhere that has a holiday for this.  Ah well. 

Maybe it's the thought of the mid autumn festival and the lanterns that were hanging in my office to try and give the dreary office some semblance of 'fun', or maybe I was just that bored with sorting out this thing called the 'budget' , but I was unusually more pensive than usual at work today, and while moving numbers and items around, I am quite suddenly reminded of a tale told long ago to me as a wee little kid during our primary school years, and lo and behold, it turned out to be a story by a very wise philosopher in ancient China, so I leave you with said story as I sip my imaginary chinese tea... because I can't drink tea at this time or I won't be able to sleep, lolol. (I'll do bundle loads tomorrow, you bet. ) 

朝三暮四 : The story of 3 bananas in the Morning and 4 in the Afternoon

Zhuangzi told this story to his disciples to make a point:

Once a zookeeper said to his monkeys:
"You'll get 3 bananas in the Morning and 4 in the afternoon."
All monkeys are upset.
"OK. How about 4 bananas in Morning and 3 in the afternoon?"
Hearing this, the monkeys are content.

One should realize that sometimes a change in phrasing does not represent a real change. 

*sips and waxes lyrical*