Back to work on a monday. Sigh. What else, monday blues of course. Engine wouldn't go, brake is stuck on. Ms Porsche isn't running. Long weekend plus supervisor absent makes cynner erm... stall? Okay brain's still on vacation. So pardon me, ok?
Did a BIT of my presentation for my project, but got tired of it after like just 2 hours in the morning. Went to the lab and I was so glad to see my colleagues doing calibration. Why? 'Cause calibration equates graphs equates mathematics equates logic equates no analysis. I like doing tedious calculations but I totally hate deduction from this and that observations. Give me a whole chunk of equations and graphs I'll do it for the entire day. Helped them with the formula so they wouldn't need to interpolate manually on paper. Felt good 'cause it was simple yet will save they lots of brain work in the future.
But lousy day at ended at work, because I met my dear for a simple but nice dinner. I agree with company makes all the difference. Had a big plate of chicken chop, accompanied by a glass of teh-peng. Then glutton me decided I could put in another cup of caramel frappe at McCafe. End result: A bloated tummy full of water and air (from talking too much while eating) that made me felt like burping and throwing up. Serves me right for being a glutton. Well, took the chance to walk to the toilet at AMK Hub and walk my dear to his bus stop. Spend a bit more time together. Hehehe. So coincidentally bumped into JH again. Yup, not the first time. Anyway I'm now back home resting my over-stretched tummy. Uneventful day, not much food for thought today, so I'll be getting back to my Bleach. Ja-ne.
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