Thursday, November 04, 2004
Auto pilot blogging
Note to self:
Must never again gobble down a big lump of fish with so much cheese in the sauce, and flush it down with 2 boxes of Yeo's Authentic Asian Drink (Soy Bean Drink), in a space of 2.7 minutes.
Imsak: 05:08 am
Woke up (or got woken up by a keen distant alarm clock: cheers AFM) : 04: 55 am
Warm up lump of fish: 2.5 mins -leave to stand-another 2.5 mins.
Debating to have gorgeous lychee or sexy seductive soya bean: 1.5 minutes
Went to wash face as vision not quite clear: many minutes, as eyes refuse to open fully though water was bloody cold.
Now siting down (must be careful with sudden jerky movement) fear that the fish might just get jolted out. Might be better for tummy if the food stays out. Felt projectile expulsion building up. *Burrp* Very rude mam. I know. Must train self to have more of that demure thingymijigy.
Am probably suffering from delayed gastric awakening. While the rest of body at least went into auto pilot if not on full manual, tummy still think body is at lull. Tummy now get sudden rush of demand to ferment fish. The gastric juices gush out like a waterfall, probably not quite gushing, more like Jeram Pasu than Niagara. Tummy react in a rather like mouth tasting a sour piece of asam boi. Tummy wiggle wiggle, felt squeegee and quizzy, and now feel like puking.
Now looking at the rota. Any chance of self certificate MC today? Arrrrrrkkk!!!! McQuaid the boss on maternity. He makan orang. Had better turn up or suffer mutilation by proxy.
After subuh will pray for McQuaid to get out on the right side of the bed. Right or left don't matter. Better still place a willing non-lethal insect in his shirt and make it tickle his armpit. Amiin. If that doesn't make him smile, don't know what will. Will pray for the poor insect's sanity post rummaging McQuaid's armpit.
McQuaid smile? Had got to be joking.
Must never again gobble down a big lump of fish with so much cheese in the sauce, and flush it down with 2 boxes of Yeo's Authentic Asian Drink (Soy Bean Drink), in a space of 2.7 minutes.
Imsak: 05:08 am
Woke up (or got woken up by a keen distant alarm clock: cheers AFM) : 04: 55 am
Warm up lump of fish: 2.5 mins -leave to stand-another 2.5 mins.
Debating to have gorgeous lychee or sexy seductive soya bean: 1.5 minutes
Went to wash face as vision not quite clear: many minutes, as eyes refuse to open fully though water was bloody cold.
Now siting down (must be careful with sudden jerky movement) fear that the fish might just get jolted out. Might be better for tummy if the food stays out. Felt projectile expulsion building up. *Burrp* Very rude mam. I know. Must train self to have more of that demure thingymijigy.
Am probably suffering from delayed gastric awakening. While the rest of body at least went into auto pilot if not on full manual, tummy still think body is at lull. Tummy now get sudden rush of demand to ferment fish. The gastric juices gush out like a waterfall, probably not quite gushing, more like Jeram Pasu than Niagara. Tummy react in a rather like mouth tasting a sour piece of asam boi. Tummy wiggle wiggle, felt squeegee and quizzy, and now feel like puking.
Now looking at the rota. Any chance of self certificate MC today? Arrrrrrkkk!!!! McQuaid the boss on maternity. He makan orang. Had better turn up or suffer mutilation by proxy.
After subuh will pray for McQuaid to get out on the right side of the bed. Right or left don't matter. Better still place a willing non-lethal insect in his shirt and make it tickle his armpit. Amiin. If that doesn't make him smile, don't know what will. Will pray for the poor insect's sanity post rummaging McQuaid's armpit.
McQuaid smile? Had got to be joking.
