Wednesday, November 30, 2005

cicendo eye hospital


Still ill. Wish I was home. I wouldn’t need to even use a brain-cell to think bout food. Right now I haven’t had time to medicate myself. Just tried to get extra rest (which then compromises on work hence the piling load) and suck on some Strepsils. This puzzles me, I never get sick ever. I’m like this strong FAT ox. And it’s not as if I’ve been partying hard or eating that much rubbish even. I can’t be working THAT hard ‘cos I know for sure there’s space for more diligence. Perhaps all this sitting in front of a desk filled with books gave my body such a culture shock it just ran amok.

Fingerprint punch-card. How cool is that?!


In the nick of time...

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