November 28th, 2002


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Top of the world.
Soak up the sun.
Dusty hands.
High level politics.
Pushing iron shack.
Hokkien mee, oyster omelette and Nalgene.
Basically spells out the entire day.

Oh yeah, someone smashed my face last evening with a squash raquet.
My lips are swollen.
Now you can call me 'puffy lips' Daddy.
Move over, apieceofshit
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    numb numb

Lactic Acid

I am shacked
Gymmed for the third time in a row. Did squats and couldn't do more than that.
Eventually threadmilled for 6km.
No more gyms for this week

Oh yeah, learned a little more about mobitex too.
  • Current Mood
    cranky cranky