I have half an hour before starting the day's grind.
Man, I could do with a massage. Maybe buy one of those Osim chairs or something. Use it as a work chair. Chairs are fucking expensive nowadays anyway. RM2,000 for an office chair? What the fuck?
I'm going for karaoke with friends this weekend. Maybe. And I have loads to do before next week.
Only thing keeping me sane is, I admit sheepishly, meditation. Whenever I confine myself to this body, there are problems. But when I realise my boundless existence, nothing can stop me.
Ah, well. I should be getting ready. I really should.
