18 Oct

yea that pay cheque finally came in. a bloody 2 months overdue, nothing less. ate grass, and some soil with earthworms while waiting for it.

when will that redlands ever arrive at my doorstep? beside myself with palm rubbing anticipation, though i cant realy see myself wearing it all that often.

walked around town and far east plaza for the first time in a long long while, reckoned the last time i went there was almost a month back. ooh... those shoes with the tassels/flaps look neat. and those new balances. time to go grass again? nah, hardly. i need my char kway tiao. and my kopi peng. and my chocolate. and my biscuits.

sigh, Beyond rocked thru their last set on sat, and i was bumming around town. think they're goin to malaysia for their next stop. now, if i had bills flowing out my ears, i wud have just gone over, but unfortunately i dun, so i guess i wud have to content myself with the concert disc.

i hate thinking about my knees when i run. hate having to adjust my stride to accommodate the bad joint. hate feelin that familiar ache after. hate being restricted, not by my own limits, but my own fallings. maybe i shud just get a stationary bike, though it sure sounds boring like hell. not to mention the price of one. glocosamine doesn't realy help i think. if i had the spare moolah i might get some more, but again i dun lol.

i have an aching metarsarsal (impressive eh! all thanks to all the media talk on beckham's famous broken foot!) in my left foot. wonder whats wrong with it.

i figure i'd be bedridden by the time i hit 35. bobby charlton or some other football great once mentioned "u'd think that us athletes are the ultimate paragons of physical health. how wrong can u be." indeed, indeed. not that im any athlete, of course. not by a long long shot. not by a tiger woods drive. or michelle wie at that.

hmm, i cant wait for friday to come.