The vagina never speaks.It's been a couple of days since I've started working at Lloyd Wise. It's a firm full of Patent and Trade Mark attorneys. In other words, a law firm. And no, it's not a glamourous job, because the place is dingy and the job sucks.
I've only been there a short three days, and I already find myself hoping for 6pm to come so I can leave the stupid CBD.
I'm doing Data Entry and basic Accounting.
My work load is wretched. The smaller pile on the left is what I have completed and the GARGANTUAN pile on the right is what I have to do:
Today, after work, I went to Wisma to meet Lace for a short shopping trip and dinner. Only, I didn't eat, just had a
Purple Haze, which I absolutely adored. I have yet to try a Mai Tai, so that would be my order my next time at Cosmo Bar/Bistro.
After that, Lace and I walked over to Taka so that she can make her purchase of an extremely good curling tongs that I recommended.
I'm not muslim and I have absolutely no desire to be one, but I really can't wait for 20 Dec which happens to be Hari Raya Haji. Because Jed will be booking out of Third Word Tekong to drop by humble little Singapore on 19 Dec. Since 20 Dec is a public holiday, I foresee an emotional but very soul-satisfying day.
I miss Jed.
That's it for today.
