It’s been over four hours since that horrible bus incident, and my hands are still shaking!
It’s the same kind of feeling you get when you’ve done 500 push-ups and everything you try to hold on to after that, feels heavy. Your muscles are trembling with fatigue.
It’s like, if I were American, my lawyers would be filing affidavits already. I can’t believe I still have the strength to type this.
My colleague had the strangest dream today. That I got married suddenly, and to a Duke! No, it wasn’t shotgun (and I don’t believe in sex before marriage, anyway). She even gave his name, but the only match I found was a character in a romance novel. Unfortunately she had no idea what I looked…
While reading ‘Alignment’ by Kaplan and Norton, I found the following paragraphs on the public sector quite pertinent, if a little melodramatic initially: > … in contrast to the private sector, realigning existing governmental agencies and departments so that they can address a particular problem is a Herculean effort, with progress typically measured in geological…
Happy New Year everybody!!! I spent my new year’s eve at a family dinner, where we sang Karaoke Christmas Carols (unfortunately for the guests at a wedding dinner next door). My sister and I got away by singing George Michael’s Last Christmas, which had some semblance of ‘dignity’ compared with Jingle Bells and Frosty the…
I’ve been getting cheeky messages not via the usual mediums (email, icq, sms, comments) but via my search engine. Dear Shawn, I know I haven’t written about you at all in my blog, so this post is dedicated to ya. How have you been, and what have you been up to? Yours truly is still…
Tonight I’m working on my application essay to Comm School and have realised how ignorant I am of everything except the Internet – and I’m not even an expert in that. I have to describe what I find most interesting about the theories, philosophies and research areas in communication, and am falling into my usual…
This morning I woke up, realised I may have overslept, lunged towards my alarm clock to check the time, and was smartly reminded of the presence of the solid, sharp wooden corner of my bedside shelf. The welt just above my right eyebrow was a little red but otherwise looked fine in my bathroom mirror….
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ye can do 500 pushups?! remind me ne’er tae make thee sodding pissed with me!
any who, why do you need to do 500, some form of special training? For? ;>
mmm most impressive
buahahaha