wmp: the diggs, recovery forever

i'm glad i'm doing what i do now for pay - no matter how measly, it buffers my bank balance - at the library. maybe it's the surroundings that evoke the kind of tranquility i doubt the hectic confines of the office, made up of cubicles after cubicles and only cubicles, will allow. or the piano that churns out piece after piece of music throughout the entire day of laze... ... .

it was friday and t'were throngs of people at suntec. we made a quick tour at the it fair before dinner and then for the show. leap year. i liked certain lines from the script but on the whole, the film didn't really strike any chords with me. or the rest of us for that matter.

then came saturday. it was an atrociously early morning in town. i picked out 'infinite crisis' from the shelves of kinokuniya. it was my last book with the soon to expire privilege card and it was a good one; i thought it was neat the way they have the superman from the golden age clash head on with the superman of todays comic books.

parallel realities is a wonderful yet scary thought.

sunday slipped by...

but i managed to finish up the last bit of the wing zero custom(a project i started even before the 'A' levels).

the new seagate freeagent desktop harddisk works great.

i need a new pair of shoes.

i've to realise the incoming salary is some delusion of great financial power...

Labels: friday, life