Rev my engine, Baby

Here's a little something of something that happened on Monday, heh. ^_^

My car, like every other car, has it's own special quirk. My little white Kancil doesn't start smoothly if left alone for 8 hours.

To make sure the engine doesn't die on me before the first 2 meters, I have to rev the car to 3-4rpm for about 30 seconds. If I'm parked on a slope, I rev it to 5rpm.

On this particular day, I do the usual. Put my notebook in the car. Call Alan. Get into the driver's seat, start the car, rev the engine.

I'm talking to Alan when I realise there's someone staring at me.

He's a particularly hot construction worker working on the office block next to mine. Wonderfully tanned, sleeves ripped from shirt, nice biceps... Sexy tattoo around nice bicep. Intense dark eyes.

He's hardly 5 meters in front of me.

He's staring straight at me.

I stare straight back at him. I think, "What's wrong with this guy?

I tell Alan that there's some strange guy staring at me-

And then I realise it. He probably thinks:
a. I'm trying to kill him (note the engine rev)
b. I'm making a move on him (note the engine rev)

Eeek, feel quite awkward and leave carpark. The guy was HOT though. But he's not my type. He's nice eye-candy, like how Bon Jovi was in the final season of Ally McBeal. Heaven forbid that this guys should hold some Masters Degree that I don't know about.

Anyway, I'm sitting in the office the next day when my colleague, who's just come into the office looks really happy about something.

Ooooh, it's about some guy...

She starts describing this really hot dude doing some construction work in the building next to mine. Mmm, bare chest, tan skin, sleek muscles...

"Does he have a goatee? A tattoo around his arm?" I cut in.

She is mildly surprised that I already know. And then I relay the story of yesterday ( y'know- the one about the engine revving?)

Her response: Well, he certainly revved my engine.

Friday, March 26, 2004
12:15 p.m.

Lifestyles of the Boring and Overworked

There used to be a time I was bored sick out of my mind.

I'd sit and stare at the computer screen and not know what to do.

Oh how my life has changed since those days. It's been 3 whole weeks of really rushed work.

And I've become a regular once-a-week blogger.

In fact, being overworked makes one really boring. You don't get to do much interesting stuff- everything is all about work. Hence, I've got nothing interesting to blog about.

Unless you're interested in strange medical equipment. I've seen equipment with names that will make you flinch. O_O

Oh yes, if you have insomnia and need a good remedy for sleep, just call me and I'll tell you what I've done while at work.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004
02:17 p.m.

In a Daze

I've become such an irregular blogger, heh.

It's been very very hectic at the workplace. I've hardly had time to sit down and catch my breath. And it's been like this for about a week.

But this morning, it's different. I sit down. There still mountains of paperwork lying all over my desk, on the floor and even on my ex-colleagues old spots. I've successfully clustered all the space around me.

I look around. There's nothing urgent to do. Nothing that must be sent out today. Nothing of supreme importance that takes priority over all else, even breakfast.

And suddenly, I feel lost. What should I do? I've gotta do something!
*looks at paperwork wryly*
Naaaaaahhhhhh....

So here I am, leisurely typing away on a blog entry that really has no point, when a supplier calls up.

There is now something of supreme importance that takes priority over all else, even breakfast. I already had breakfast though, so hah!

Right, back to work!

Tuesday, March 9, 2004
10:22 a.m.

No Fun

Work has been so incredibly stressful lately.

I haven't had time to blog or LJ.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in over a week. My whole body aches and each day, it's as though my alarm clock wakes the dead. Incredible.

In fact, I tried sleeping yesterday at 7.45pm. It didn't work. So I watched 3 eps of Full Metal Panic, had some cheese, ice-cream and root beer (but not altogether at once).

Yesterday, I did something strange and spontaneous. Yea, I know. Me? Spontaneous? Most of the time, logic does get the better of me. Except when I'm on an anime craze.

I saw the cutest little puppy running in the middle of a two-lane highway!!! It wasn't running on the tar road, but in the little divider in the middle (where there are trees and grass, etc). I was speeding on an uphill when I spotted the puppy.

It was sooooo cute!

I decided I wanted it, so I drove about 1km down before making an illegal u-turn to go back and look for the puppy! Once I'd spotted it, I left my car on the emergency lane, and crossed the highway to chase the puppy.

Yea, go me! I do the strangest things when I am upset and frustrated.

I had lorry drivers cheering me on as I chased after the puppy. 0_o

But when I finally got near enough to it, it got scared and dashed across the road.

I was SO shocked! There were a zillion cars zooming by, and it could have been easily run over!

I wouldn't have been able to give myself if it had dashed over and got hit by a car. But luckily it crossed the road safely and hid inside a TNB substation.

I was really out of energy by then, what with the office absorbing almost all of it already. :P

I figured:
i) It's too tiring to dash across another stretch of traffic
ii)The puppy is hiding inside the TNB substation. Even if I did cross the road, I'm not prepared to climb over the substation gate.

And so, that was the adventure with the wild puppy. Catch you next time, folks.

Tuesday, March 2, 2004
05:26 p.m.