fried but not fried

Took leave on Friday. Not a public one, but a personal one.

Woke up at 10am to a plethora of emails on the blackberry, which was vibrating so much, it was almost drilling a hole in my desk. Answered most of them and returned to bed.

Woke up again at 11am. Had a shoddy breakfast of toast and eggs and stoned for an hour or so.

I cannot tell you how good it feels to be able to stone on a weekday. Stoning during a weekend is easy - it's ur right, so you dont feel anything. Stoning on a weekday... that's a PRIVILEGE.

At 1pm, i packed my bags and headed down to nus. Practiced serve in the hot blazing sun for about 3 hours. As crazy as it sounds - it was highly therapeutic. And by the end of the session, i was dead beat, from heat exhaustion, physical exhaustion and near dehydration.

Got back home and just nice ran into Jasper who was also coming back from school. It was then that we made a horrendous discovery.

The kitchen was leaking. And the guestroom too. BLACK WATER. Fucking haunted house la. BLACK WATER??

Anyway, turns out the black water is from the resin of the parquet floor. Plus the mattress on the floor of the guest room was soaked through. Had to throw it out. HAWT cousin mei ling, spoke god's name in vain, "OH MY GOD!" when she saw the epic.

Had to crawl into the roof to shut off the water supply. No water in the kitchen for the next couple of days. FUCKING A.

Means no washing machine. Means no washing clothes. Hell is here. And it smells like socks.

song of the day is "Stuck with each other" by Akon and that other chick...