March 01, 2004
Grumpy Grumpy Grumpy
It's just shaping 
up to be a bitch of a day. I woke up really groggy, after about 6 hours of sleep. With only 4 hours the day before I'm really suffering from sleep deprivation. So I caved in and bought a 5-dollar mocha (5 bucks for a lousy cup of coffee with some chocolate!) from Starbucks, which I hardly ever do. At the counter while waiting for my coffee, I plonked my head down to rest and got a sympathetic smile from the girl who was making my coffee. Hm, at least there's still some nice people in the world.
Now, I'm putting together some reports for my upcoming trip so I've been printing out two copies of everything for my other colleague who's coming along. And some well-meaning but stupid person (sorry I'm just really bitchy today) took all my printouts and stapled both copies together instead of separating it into two piles. I mean, if you can see that there are 3 different reports of the same company but not see that there are 2 copies of each report then that's just dumb. Now I have to unstaple everything and re-collate and there's unsightly tears at the corner of the pages and it's just making me more grumpy.
So much so that I had to take a break and blog just to get it out of my system. The only good thing that's happened today (aside from the nice Starbucks girl who made me feel slightly better - there's hope for the service industry yet) is that my boss is away on a long lunch so I can either go shopping and indulge in some retail therapy OR I can take a nap.
And to think that the weekend started out so great.
Friday: A movie on Friday night, followed by supper with Flyboy (*GRIN*) and then a late-night (make it early-morning) card playing session.
Saturday: Hanging out with my mom on Saturday, and dinner with the family at a pretty nice bistro on Circular Road (Saffron Bistro, serving North Indian food. Pretty yummy but also a little pricey. Scores points for atmosphere, book in advance).
Then drinks with Marie and gang, hanging out with J and a bit of clubbing with Marie and same gang, before having supper and collapsing into bed at 0430.
Sunday: Tennis on Sunday morning, waking up at the unholy hour of 0830, followed by a bit of relaxing at my sister's (i.e. napping). Then a yummy picnic on my balcony - it was supposed to be at Labrador Park but then the heavens opened a can of whoop-ass and it just started pouring. So far so good right? Then dinner at Adam Road, where I just got so pissed off.
The thing is, I'm more pissed off at myself for being stupid than anything else. At least men can fall back on the traditional "dick-head thinking" excuse. As for women, we sit there and rationalise, exercise self-control and finally cave in. Gosh, we're dumber than men. They don't know any better but we do and yet we still make the same mistakes over and over again. I just hope the next time, I won't be as soft-hearted.
And as for Flyboy... if anyone else can make me ecstatic just by sending me a 2 word msg regarding supper, I will gladly forget Flyboy and move on. Is it stupid to be holding out for someone you just know will never say Yes, but whom no one can replace? I just hope when I'm 45, that I don't look back and regret my choice.
Ok. Enough blogging and ranting. Back to being my old cheerful self :) And it's definitely time to indulge in some retail therapy. Orchard Road, here I come!
Posted by scrabbyfoo at March 1, 2004 12:41 PM