Monday, November 13, 2006
A tiny push to get to the checkered flag
After neglecting this virtual space of ours for so long, not by choice. I'm back, just for a moment, amidst my work pile.
3 consecutive weeks of wakeboarding has left the water permanantly clogged in my brain, forcing thoughts of riding into my head every morning when I face that stretch of sea out there. I finally succumbed to the temptation, the material loves, the pocket hole boring possessions. My Angel. My Transit.
I'm now knee-deep in payments, but I'm one proud, happy and satisfied customer with squashed toes and twisted ankles!
Thanks Mike! Love ya!
Everyone's falling in love with wakeboarding. It is addictive. Point proven, once again.
The girl's got it pretty hard with work and all, she's leaving her usual self behind in Singapore. You'll be fine dear, I'm here all right? Anytime, just a call, I'll come zipping down.
On a side note, my mood's been weighed heavily down by my Asia Pacific conference. Since a long time ago. Somehow, time isn't on our side. As much as I'm dreading it, I shall drag my butt over there and mingle with the people, and make sure nothing screws up.
Proper updates will be done soon, real soon, after we get work and exams over and done with. The 3 sadists will be back. Read my lips.
My Energizer alter-ego is getting a little too stretched for comfort now, but trust me, I will make a complete round on my next trip. Mark my words.
Last but not least, love ya dear! We'll do our much needed therapies real soon all right? I'll get your bikinis for you, if I manage to get time to go shop, and enjoy Camarines Sur with your guy!
Hang in there!
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