udderiffic indulgence.

In the same vein as before (but not quite similar), because I have been rushing to complete various random things before flying off to India:

1. Pooters is parked on the ground level of the IPS sheltered carpark (29, Heng Mui Keng Terrace).

2. Seraphina does not exist! It was written for a competition (which I have not had time to bitch about either), so please make no mistake: I am single and available!

3. Shit man, now that I am sitting here writing, I have forgotten all the things I have been meaning to say for the last few days.

4. Oh yar okay - thanks to all the friends and family who have been sending me well-wishes and meeting up with me before I leave. Appreciates and love.

5. The writing is coming along well. But updates soon!

6. I have my new namecard already! Remind me to show it to everyone when I’m back.

7. Alright, I think I’m more or less done. Everyone take care of each other, and if there is a need to hold a wake/funeral for me, please remember: it must be a party, with music/song/dance/readings/etc. No solemn sombre sadness then yeah because I have lived my life as fully as possible. *beams*

Ok bye!

P.S. Sorry for being morbid/pragmatic but even in death I want to have fun too okbye

P.P.S. Don’t forget the Fellowship! hahahahaha

Was talking to a friend on the phone last night when he said that reading my blog is an educational experience.

Well, not really in those grandiose terms, but thereabouts.

So this one’s for you, mate.

Don’t bite off more than you can chew.

ADDENDUM: If one has bitten off more than one can chew, one must keep on chewing, without ruminating on what one has actually bitten.

If taste of what one is chewing is bitter, then one must simply chew on and swallow as soon as possible, without thinking about the taste.

One must not waste time on unnecessary thoughts.