THE THINGS I WILL DO WHEN I AM INVISIBLE… KEKE
20 November 2007
Sun/Rain Tuesday (28 Degree Celsius)
Painful Evening @ 2005 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 他没有错 by 范玮琪 (again)
Mood: *Physical Pain …*
Oh, have to update my misfortunate last afternoon. The gist is initially, I was fixing my shelves aided by a low chair. Then after the first couple of shelves, I decided for a taller bar stool height kind (bird too short to reach higher). While I was on the taller stool working, suddenly I kind of remembered some ground stuff I missed earlier and still thinking I am on a lower stool, I proceed to alight myself (obviously). In between realizing that there is no footing, falling a little faster than usual, and of course, the customary fuck! I fell onto the floor.
It was shocking but not really that painful, considering it is like 67kg worth of fats. I recomposed myself and grab a pack of soy drink. Halfway through the drink, I realized I am like 5 cm away from crashing into my full height glass cupboards and risk getting killed by the shrapnel’s or broken rails, whichever is in my way. Just so my luck can’t be any better, I am alone at home and I supposed no one will find me until later in the night… By then… Oh well… Tough tough life
Speaking of which, the 67kg worth of fats does insulated my fall. Last check, my left butt cheek (after absorbing most of the impact) does look a little bigger than my right cheek… haha. Also functional check on my pecker, working perfectly, well, as the science community saying goes;
We have the Technology, We can rebuild him…
(Him being gender neutral/non-specific/ageless/diseases independent etc etc)
Seriously can ah? Of course… NOT
Moving on, today still garang, went out with Kwek for a walkabout. Had Lunch and wander aimlessly. Saw some policemen having this bag attached to their thigh (ala Sect Comd’s bag) and started joking about the content. Later injury too painful and really nothing to do, we decided to go home. Actually this year bird seems to be quite injury prone. First my wrist (from golf), then my strain thigh (Running & Old Age) and now this (Stupidity). Wau liew, don’t know got kena cursed by someone or not (as kwek reckoned). What to do, life is tough…
Lucky for us all, (yup you included), I am well and fine. Imagine a world without Bird’s Blog. It’s so bleak I don’t know where to begin… Enough said, its time for my rest. Yup, its early but it could be much earlie, say like at 6pm when I was pretty much dead. But then, what if, what IF I wake up at 2am and cannot sleep anymore (that’s a good 8 hours of rest by the way)? Then it will be fun, if the irony doesn’t kill me earlier.
Oh oh, enjoy another dialogue…
Imaginary Dialogue 2: Walking along the streets…
Bird: You know what I could do with being able to be invisible?
Kwek: Sneak into Girl’s locker room?
Bird: Hell Yeah…
Kwek: Yup, you do that now…
Bird: In case the device malfunction, how long do you think the “sorry I am a bird, I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to be here” continue to work?
Sun/Rain Tuesday (28 Degree Celsius)
Painful Evening @ 2005 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 他没有错 by 范玮琪 (again)
Mood: *Physical Pain …*
Oh, have to update my misfortunate last afternoon. The gist is initially, I was fixing my shelves aided by a low chair. Then after the first couple of shelves, I decided for a taller bar stool height kind (bird too short to reach higher). While I was on the taller stool working, suddenly I kind of remembered some ground stuff I missed earlier and still thinking I am on a lower stool, I proceed to alight myself (obviously). In between realizing that there is no footing, falling a little faster than usual, and of course, the customary fuck! I fell onto the floor.
It was shocking but not really that painful, considering it is like 67kg worth of fats. I recomposed myself and grab a pack of soy drink. Halfway through the drink, I realized I am like 5 cm away from crashing into my full height glass cupboards and risk getting killed by the shrapnel’s or broken rails, whichever is in my way. Just so my luck can’t be any better, I am alone at home and I supposed no one will find me until later in the night… By then… Oh well… Tough tough life
Speaking of which, the 67kg worth of fats does insulated my fall. Last check, my left butt cheek (after absorbing most of the impact) does look a little bigger than my right cheek… haha. Also functional check on my pecker, working perfectly, well, as the science community saying goes;
We have the Technology, We can rebuild him…
(Him being gender neutral/non-specific/ageless/diseases independent etc etc)
Seriously can ah? Of course… NOT
Moving on, today still garang, went out with Kwek for a walkabout. Had Lunch and wander aimlessly. Saw some policemen having this bag attached to their thigh (ala Sect Comd’s bag) and started joking about the content. Later injury too painful and really nothing to do, we decided to go home. Actually this year bird seems to be quite injury prone. First my wrist (from golf), then my strain thigh (Running & Old Age) and now this (Stupidity). Wau liew, don’t know got kena cursed by someone or not (as kwek reckoned). What to do, life is tough…
Lucky for us all, (yup you included), I am well and fine. Imagine a world without Bird’s Blog. It’s so bleak I don’t know where to begin… Enough said, its time for my rest. Yup, its early but it could be much earlie, say like at 6pm when I was pretty much dead. But then, what if, what IF I wake up at 2am and cannot sleep anymore (that’s a good 8 hours of rest by the way)? Then it will be fun, if the irony doesn’t kill me earlier.
Oh oh, enjoy another dialogue…
Imaginary Dialogue 2: Walking along the streets…
Bird: You know what I could do with being able to be invisible?
Kwek: Sneak into Girl’s locker room?
Bird: Hell Yeah…
Kwek: Yup, you do that now…
Bird: In case the device malfunction, how long do you think the “sorry I am a bird, I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to be here” continue to work?
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