Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Not Again!~

Gee, the server is down again, hence it means it's free time for me again! (Yay!) Guess it's just not healthy for a company to be like that most of the time : / Not sure when the server will be up though.

Yesterday evening, after the dreadful sales meeting, both Adeline & I walked to Molly Malone's at Boat Quay to join the rest of the guys for Guinness Stout - It was St Patrick's Day and we wanted to absorb the Irish atmosphere : ) Fat Boy joined us afterwards. Ultimately, we had great fun mingling around (though we were at times disgusted by a couple of slang-spouting people), gulping our black stuff and chomping fried finger food (with courtesy from SunShine Boy) : D

We left halfway as the rest had plans to go bar-hopping; went to Waraku at Marina Square to have dinner (or supper). As I didn't want to feel gorged, I had sushi platter whereas Adeline had soupy udon and Fat Boy had salmon teriyaki (That guy's afraid of putting on weight as well!) After the light but good dinner (or supper), we went home to bring Boyboy for a stroll (Guess my beastie brother needs good exercise to strengthen his muscles. Do I need it as well?)

When I reached home and wanted to wash my dirty hands, the excruciating headache came back. Yeah, talking about the sink....

The night before, King Kong had a hard time fixing the pipes : / Initially, I thought it was a simple but dirty task (I knew jolly well that the dirty pipes needed a good wash), but I was wrong; it was a dirty and hard task. King Kong removed and washed all the pipes whereas I was sitting there looking like a pretty vase and boiling hot water (to remove the oily sludge). Ultimately, we failed and King Kong ended up with cuts on his palms, oily stains on his T-shirt and of course, disappointment on his face (He thought it was chicken feet, but...) Gave him 20 bucks for his cab ride as it was impossible to go home in a bus (Imagine the stench). Regardless, I was thankful of his efforts : )

Gee, the server is still down...(I popped my head and saw Boss looking disgruntled while on the phone with the SingTel call-centre staff; well, it meant money loss by the minute with us doing nothing) Then again, who cares? I am going for my lunch an hour plus later! Yay!