Thirty Minutes til Rush Hour

Thirty minutes til I get off from work. Some guy tells me he's lusting for the NOkia 8800. I tell him I'm lusting for the N90. Both are around RM3000++. Haarhahahaha....dream on.

Anyway, been painting muchlies these few days. It feels so good to paint without having to draw/clean/ink the lineart in the first place. Thanks to Henry. Nobody draws buildings and sweeping landscapes like Henry. Go Henry! :D :D

Ok...I'm off.

Oasis

I'm so comfy sitting here in my cubicle, Diana Krall crooning into my ears... and I just feel...feel content and slightly euphoric. I'm sipping on Ribena and eating imitation butter cookies (susu biskut!)...

Always thought happiness is something I'll get one day in the future. You know all that is crap! It's what i'm experiencing now. This moment until the song ends. This perfect moment preserved in this temporary oasis of peaceful laziness.

Had the deepest sleep for the past month and I feel great, all revved up with energy I do not know where to spend on. There's not much to do at work nowadays, and gaming doesn't require much brain juice. So anyway, I was up this morning, milling about preparing to go to the office, putting on make up and clothes and stuff. And I just suddenly stopped to think....Why am I dressing up?....Why am I putting up makeup...Who's there to see...Why do I even bother.

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.