*573 - after lunch stupor at work II

Just had another 2-hour lunch. (I'm praying none of The Bosses ever see this.) Where 3 of us interns traipsed off to the sketchiest building in Orchard (Ming Arcade) to have good Malay food and compare how pathetic our intern lives are. (Very.)

I'm done with all the work I have to do today and on top of that, I am also done with online shopping and settling my plane tickets back to NY and planning my weekend getaway and interrupting my daddy's meeting in Sydney to say hi and searching for recipes and visiting the bathroom 5 times. My last trek around the floor offering blackcurrent frutips to everybody who wanted one brought my list of things-to-do-at-work-today to a grinding halt - the list that I wish were longer, because being stuck in a cubicle with nothing to do puts me in such! great! despair!

I am typing furiously with a furrow in my brow and looking intensely busy!

My wisdom teeth are emerging through my gum!

I don't dare to open my brolly to let it dry out because if you open your brolly indoors, evil spirits will haunt you!

And that concludes everything of interest in my life at this point in time.