Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

The Unbearable Notion of Work

Pic above was taken yesterday as the tribe was stuck in traffic in front of Suntec City during the rush hour.

Ok, I’m going to work anyway. Checked my calandar and saw I have an important meeting at 9am today. So I’ll be lugging my sick arse to the office and sniff my way through this meeting. After that, I’ll go the doctor and get an MC so I can go home.

This is impossible. I cannot possibly blow out any more boogers through my nose. The body is only 90% water.

Regarding the password, sorry guys and gals - but that’s strictly private. It contains some raving and ranting that’s even more insane then my usual drivel, so it’s for my eyes only…

you need some anti-histamine to unclog your nose!!
drink lots of orange juice and eat fisherman’s friends ..they are yummy for the nose =P

hope you get better soon.

yeah i think he gave me that histamine stuff. Am damned drowsy now.

let me guess..the password contains the word “wang”.

Hey, you said you’d cross oceans for me… no need la, just giving me the password is fine ; )

aneki > nice try, but not even close

Idler > Oh no, that comes back to bite me in the ass!