Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I have this irresistable urge to cut whatever I possibly can whenever I have a pair of scissors in hand. This might incite regret later but never sadness. There is much pleasure to be gained in the crispness of a snip.
Everyone except Shermeen had to eat marshmallows stuffed with tuna after playing I Never. There is really hardly anything more repulsive than a soggy fishy marshmallow.This makes for a fantastic first impression. My gluteus maximus (Learnt that from I Am Weasel 9 years ago. The pantsless Red Guy got around by bouncing on that bit of his body and he once broke his coccyx and Weasel was being a know-it-all and lecturing him.) is aching so badly but that is probably my fault for cycling so much. It's so hard to keep track of time nowadays. 11.24pm and I only just realised what day today is. Tooshday. Am broken without my watch. The clocks on the walls of my home look far too.. indifferent.

The biggest loser is coming to Asia!! If that made me sound excited, I am not. It's like all my (Asian) nightmares squeezed and squelched and rolled in an hour on the telly and apparently after they get off the show they go back to being fat again anyway so there isn't really any point.