Wednesday, May 06, 2009

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By that I meant a really large suction pump, not a really large dentist.

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I miss diving.

I think it's high time to visit the Great Barrier Reef and the Torres Strait.

So many fantastic deals everywhere and no time to travel!

I wish I hadn't eaten so much for lunch today.

(I am resisting the urge to complain about my colleagues. Less than two months to go...)

I could go up to Bangkok for one night just to call on a friend and, well, get out of the country.

Bangkok is so underwhelming.

The Spaniard looked... lopsided... this morning. And Germanman needs serious eyegel, stat.

So I didn't need to feel self-conscious about my ridiculous sunglass tanline.

I wish I hadn't eaten so much for lunch yesterday.

I haven't been to the gym since the end of February. I should start again this weekend.

Kiehl's hair care range is the Best.

WHY DOESN'T THE LAWYER REPLY TO MY VERY SIMPLE E-MAIL???

I hope he isn't preparing a super long-winded and completely irrelevant reply.

Ok, chances are, he will.

I wish they would sack him already.

tick tock tick tock tick tock

Mmmm... chocolate pound cake with hazelnut ice cream and milo all over the top...

I'm usually a brand whore when it comes to toiletries, but Ginvera Marvel Gel is really good.

And I also used a pore strip for the first time since I was a teenager, last night.

Wasn't pretty.

I wonder when my face will look normal again.

I'm glad that photo of me in the Jakarta Post isn't absolutely hideous.

I need a man who dives. Or is willing to learn to dive. For me.

STOP TAPPING ON THE DOOR. THEY CAN'T HEAR YOU.

JUST KNOCK ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND CLOSE THE DAMN DOOR BEHIND YOU OR THE FUCKING ALARM GOES OFF!!!!!!!!!!

Who are these people??? Spies??? They sure as hell ain't local.

And why does he keep wearing a suit and earphones???

Messages from God??? Or aliens???

tick tock tick tock tick tock

Do I call? No. Because he'll just feed me the wrong information. Again.

Nope, that wasn't him. That was an FT markets update that I unsubscribed months ago.

Things are so slooooowwwwwwww... I should be enjoying it, really.

I could, theoretically, spend my time doing up notes of this morning's meeting instead of procrastinating.

But my horoscope for today reads "Lazy Streak" and who am I to argue with the planetary and inter-stellar systems?

(Still resisting urge to complain about colleagues.)

Sometimes I wonder if there is a giant dentist's suction pump in this office.

(Never mind.)

Fine. I'll do up the damn notes of meeting.


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