23 August 2004, Monday
Here i am, 6.5 hours at work, 1.5 hours at lunch at the M Hotel, 2 cups of coffee, 1 Starburst lollipop, 60 mins on the treadmill, 2 packets of instant noodles later, i'm stuffed and thinking boy its only monday. I think my restlessness is starting to subside. I think by talking about it alot with friends, it's kinda like AA... it helps you faces your fears, or in this case it makes you aware of it and spend less time acknowledging it. I find that i don't care if i have nothing to do, 'cos apparently, according to alot of peeps, its a great thing to do nothing. The best feeling in the world according to some. Man, there are so many slackers out there. Thanks to Chris, saturday was brilliantly spent in a swish Subiaco apartment, getting fed with so much good food, drinking lychee cocktails and eating vanilla ice-cream, chilling out on the couch (and napping), playing some PS2 shooting game and getting freebies from some EB conference somewhere (yes Jase is a store manager at EB now. Girls, care factor = zero). And who says chicks won't wear a 'DOOM 3 Made In China' tshirt? I swear i will.
