Sunday, January 30, 2005

Working things out


Having one of those up and down weekends is good for the soul. Keeps the blood pumping too. Makes you feel alive. And all that. A two-day anger festival (family matters) came to a head earlier, and I am glad that order has been restored, and all parties involved have been put in their places, and I am always right. So, anyhoo, me and the boys and some girls went and played touch footy again. This time, it wasn't sunny. In fact, it rained buckets. But still we had loadsa fun, and a good workout to boot. Just ask LMD. If she's able to blog about it in the next few days. I seldom dole out advice, but there are exceptions. Like when I'm feeling self-conscious enough (because a fair number of people read this blog now... so scared...). Today I want to tell all of youse not to let matters fester until it needs to be released in a manner that threatens the whatsit and whatnot of your family's all that. And if ever you find yourself so bogged down by the weight of the said festering matters, go get a group of your best mates and have a game of touch footy in the rain. There is nothing you cannot resolve. If you can't do it on your own, you have your mates. But always remember, if there's a wee, there's a way (via Daryl Sng). Debris Table debris, 29th Jan 2005
iTunes' party shuffle is playing a copy of: Hain't It Funny - k.d. lang - Drag, of which I have the original CD and therefore didn't steal music.


4 Comments:

Blogger Kate said...

Your blog is great, lah!

(How's my Singaporean?) ;)

1/30/2005 10:50:00 PM  
Blogger blur faced dude said...

Wow, your friend LMD in a wet T-shirt !! I'm her die-hard fan, please post pics !! :)

1/30/2005 11:20:00 PM  
Blogger Mr Miyagi said...

Kate, your Singlish not bad, also can lah.
HCB, I could take pictures while playing, but yes, her white t-shirt was wet.

1/30/2005 11:33:00 PM  
Blogger Indiana said...

mmmmm...mixed touch, in the rain!!!! I always felt a bit like a perv playing touch with the girls...it just seemed to me that the more they ducked and wove the more you ended up touching them on the bum.

1/31/2005 10:34:00 AM  

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