Not my finest evening

So yesterday evening, I had a couple errands to run. I could have got a lift from Kiwi at 4pm, been done with my errands by 5, and home before 5.30.

But of course, Murphy reared his annoying head.

Needed to hand over documents to a courier, who was supposed to pick them up by 4. At 3.55, I called the agent and was told that the courier was delayed, and would be here by 5.

I called close to 5, and was informed that the courier was yet again delayed, and would only be able to get to my office in "thirty to forty minutes". Well, seeing as how I'd have no way of getting out of here (I don't particularly like walking 15 minutes through the shipyard to get to the bus stop), I just decided to get the hell out of Dodge.

I might as well have waited.

Seeing as how it was pouring buckets out there, I decided to ask my colleague to drop me off at Kent Ridge, where I could be sheltered, instead of at Yuan Ching, where I'd get drenched. I thought, I can run my errands at the hospital mall, I can get stuff for Baby Girl, I can even drop by Starbucks.

Alas, I discovered that my wallet was not in my handbag. With a sinking heart, I realised that not only could I not run any errands, I didn't have any way of getting home! Worst of all, no Starbucks for me!

It was just past six at this point, so hoped that VV, who works at the hospital, might be able to lend me some cash, but she'd already left the office. So I called Shoes, who lives near the hospital, and she told me to go on over. The rain was still coming down hard, no sign of it letting up, so I just thought meh, I'll leg it.

10 minutes later, I was just down the street from Shoes'.

And the rain had all but stopped. Yep, Murphy is clearly in cahoots with Mother Nature.

Showed up at Shoes looking like a drowned rat.

She passed me cash, which was enough for a bus home, and then cab in the morning to the office. left her place at 7, and I waited for the bus. And waited. And waited some more. Bus finally arrived, and it was packed. But I was tired, so I boarded the bus.

I might as well have waited some more.

There was another bus right behind the one I was on.

So remember how I didn't want to wait for that courier? If I'd waited, I would probably have gotten home about 8. With several items checked off my to-do list. And even if I still forgot my wallet, I could've come back to the office to grab it.

I got home at about 8.30. With nothing accomplished. And no Starbucks.

It Was His Sled

I was so looking forward to tonight, where I could unwind and watch the season finale of White Collar. Considered eating at my desk during lunch, so I could stream it, but decided to go socialise instead.

One of the first things I do after returning from lunch? Skim through a few blogs. One of which almost always contains spoilers.

I now know how White Collar ends, which totally takes away the fun of watching it. Another one of my genius moments.

Exam Fever

I just read that "The results of the 2011 Singapore-Cambridge GCE Advanced Level Examination will be released on Friday, 2 March 2012."

Cue momentary panic. I'm not kidding, I had a moment of full-blown, heart-stopping, "OMG!" panic.

Then I remembered that it's been more than ten years since I sat for (and passed!) my A-Levels.


This is what happens when I get (re)hooked on '90s TV shows. I'm just messing with my own space-time continuum.

Not as easy as I'd thought!

Item #88 on my list: Stay off the internet for 5 working days.

Today wasn't that day, obviously. Oh, and perhaps I should clarify: stay off the internet while at work, for 5 working days. No, not consecutive working days. Just....any 5.

Hokay, so. Server was down today for 20 minutes. TWENTY MINUTES. And I felt so lost.

Wanted to tell Bunny about it, but I had no internets!

Decided to blog about it then, but then realised that I! Had no internets!

So I decided to blog about how silly I was being, thinking that I could blog when I had no internets. But couldn't do that either!

Silly silly me.

Looks like #88 is going to be a challenge!

Today I'm thankful for my dad. He doesn't have to bother waking me up for work; after all, it's my responsibility to make sure I'm at work on time (or close to it!).  Every morning, without fail, he makes sure I'm awake, and out of bed. There are days that I would have been exceedingly late for work had he not called me.