I went for lunch with Kok Yew. We were sitting in ‘Eats’ and i thought of wine. Yummy wine… Smooth… delectable… tasty….thirst-quenching… After pondering for a mere 6 seconds, i said i wanted to go to Ekachai instead. So we promptly got up and left. “ey… not shy ar…” – kokyew “no ar.” – joyce, thinking of wine so what… we hadn’t ordered yet…
It made me very happy yes indeedo!!! In fact. I’m going to make a lychee cocktail now. What?! It’s 6pm!
HAPPY HOUR.
Besides, i’m not going to do any work right now, cos my slut is on the way back from office and coming to see mE la di da…
Taking a break, i watched the first episode of ‘The L Word’ i dl at 4 am.
Some lezzies and straights at a party:
“There’s this study that says that if your ring finger is longer than your index finger, that means you’re a lesbian.” Everyone then pauses to look at their fingers. “Oh. I’m definitely gay.” “Look at that, her fingers are the same length. That’s so weird…” “So she’s bi.” “Wait. *my* fingers are the same length. Does that mean i’m lesbian too?” – guy “So you’re gay.”
I’m looking at my fingers now. Are you? I bet you are.
An msn conversation. At 1 am. In that exact format. In those exact words. In no way altered whatsoever. So please. Pardon all the cussing.
Wouldn’t you just DIE to go! I wanna go! It’ll be so fun!! Les go! Les go! I KNOW!!! MONEY HOW?!!!? Save fucking hell borrow beg steal!! It’s in FOUR DAYS!!!! WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Must buy tix for Nation somemore! NONE OF US HAVE TIX!!!! fuckfuckfuckfuck I KNOW! *throws self off building* lol Fucking hell Dave we must fucking go next year okAY!!! *holds out virtual pinkie* *grabs virtual pinkie*
We then continued to babble for ages. Gawd, you’re such a distractor.
An official thank you note:
Dear Dave, Thank you for lending me your original uk copies of Queer As Folk. I have been waiting with breath that is baited for so long to watch all of them. As you know, i have been wildly amused by the show since the first day you introduced it to me. I know they are precious. And i appreciate it so so so much THANK YOU!!! Enthusiastic hug*, Joyce
Okay. Enough queerness for the day. Or the week (for you), i presume.
YET another person thought i looked like Ash today. It’s getting so incessant, i’m getting used to it. I was standing outside college with Dave. This girl (i don’t know) who is Dave’s friend comes up to say hi to him. She stares at me strangely. I stare back. Walau what’s her problem man, stare what, ya lar my tits bigger, so? Dave introduces her to me, ‘This is Joyce’ and she reacts in shock, ‘oh! I thought it was Ashley… She looks like Ashley…’
I was clicking thru my blog calendar and just found a big picture of Kel (see post below) here. Tee hee.
Kelvin, Mary and i are online. Kelv is pissed as fuck cos his editor forgot his name on the magazine this month.
Kelv: There’s this unbelievable amount of frustration building up inside of me. Mary: You need a drink Joyce: yEA! Alcohol is GOOD! Kelv: I need sex. Crazy wild sex. With a camel. Cos even a camel has more courtesy than my editor!!! Joyce: If i’m stressed, i make out with Mary… Mary: hee hee hee Kelv: I don’t want to make out with you two lesbos! I WANT A CAMEL.
Hence.
Strawberry Lassi and Coffee… is a no-no.
I’m listening to the Black Eyed Peas’ Let’s Get It Started. It’s as addictive as Jamelia’s Superstar. But at this very moment, it’s so appropriate for me cos of the
‘and the bass keeps running running and running running and running running and running running…’
cos my nose has been running-running since i woke up.
I wanted to make my usual afternoon cocktail since i’m at home. But i daren’t lest i get sleepy and not complete my work. So i made coffee instead. I ran out of milk. So i substituted it with lassi. I didn’t see it was strawberry flavour till i had dunked it in.
I dreamt that class was cancelled today and nicely OVERSLEPT. I don’t really have face to see my lecturer so damn late but i’m going anyway to hand up my work.
Today might be a bad day. I can just feel it in my wrists. Don’t ask me why wrists. It just feels funny okay.
