Slouch

Been indolent with updates here. I wasn't particularly busy, but I did have to submit a report on the history of my life for a 14-year-old's project, rattle some sense back into an extremely annoying SB sistah (SB: our sorority: Sluttinibus Bitchum chapter*) Val who has this tendency to victimize and rip genitals off (figuratively) men who have the catastrophical misfortune to fall in love with her, assuage the anxiety of another SB sistah LCL married last month with PMS - Post Marriage Syndrome... etc. So I was emotionally drained.

*Total members of this chapter: 5. Val, LCL, Ange, E/E and moi.

Anyway, highlights of the week:
(1) Monday night. Spent an hour wondering if I should include my stories about my four exes in my report for Homo Ethanus. (homo as in homo sapiens, not homo homo) Decided against it. Used up all my "Quadrant B: Wittiness" brain juice at work anyways. Instead, tried to link to my housemate's computer to watch one of his ripped DVD movies. Access Denied. Screamed obsceneties at him to fix it. He promised to as soon as he finished talking to his galpal on the phone. I fell asleep waiting.

(2) Tuesday at work. Derrick kicked the beach ball in the office Becks-style into a cabinet and the ball exploded. Okay, it didn't. It shrivelled into a prune-shaped lump with a piteous "pffffft". AJ Fok and I screamed obsceneties at him to buy us a new past-time. I spent the rest of the day mourning the grave parting of our loyal friend in stressful times, Ball.

(3) Wednesday at work. Went to see a new client who markets mobile phone accessories. She gave me an imported, expensive looking pair of dangly stuff for my phone. They're not too girly. And they're blue! Happiness. I swore to give her my 101% effort for her ad and lifetime allegiance to her products.

(4) Thursday night. Literally tore up the road forcing Lisa into overdrive to pick up housemates from home for The Bourne Supremacy. Screamed obsceneties upon finding out they weren't ready and good to go. Burnt rubber again flying Lisa to the cinema, blaring music at ear-splitting volume to drown out my passengers' shrieks and flailing limbs. We reached just in time for the movie and I had a whole box of caramel popcorn to myself, since the others lost their appetite after spewing their guts once they got out of the car. Okay, that was a tad exaggerating. But I did have one box of caramel popcorn all to myself. The movie was so-so.

(5) Friday at work. Out of sheer boredom I flirted with AJ Fok. Dangled one of the accessory (I had two from my client, remember?) in front of him provocatively and asked if he would like one and be a pair with me. He raised an eyebrow, curled his lips into a sarcastic smile and returned his full concentration to his Mac. Well, Fok you, AJ Fok. One day I shall perfect my art of dangling things provocatively. During lunch, Derrick bought another beach ball. And I promptly lost interest in dangling things.

Received a copy of Homo Ethanus' report. I feel totally misrepresented. Those weren't what I meant! I guess I know now how Britney or Paris feels. Heh. And ain't I darnded glaid I din't giv no histuhry aboot mah puhreveeose relayshunships. Yes sirree. Misrepresented, I was.