About A Want Fulfilled

For some reason, I find myself thinking back to a conversation I had with my ex-boss last year. The lot of us were lounging around 1 of the pavillions at Villa Bali during The Short One's farewell drinks, and The Ex-Boss started quizzing us on what we wanted in life.

Usually, I loathe these sort of rhetorical questions. Trying to figure out "what makes me wake up in the morning" or "what I think my purpose in life is" gives me nothing but a migraine.

Which is why I was surprised to find that, this time, I had a ready answer... I wanted to be happy. Not just content. Not just mildly satisfied. But deep down in the gut happy. I wanted to smile when I woke up in the morning. I wanted to smile as I drifted off to sleep at night. And it saddened me that I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt that way.

I sometimes find it scary how much things have changed a mere 8 months later, at how good life's become... Especially since I did nothing more than ask a friend to watch a movie with me. He agreed, asked 1 of his friends along and the rest, as they say, was history.

To The Stiletto - I can still remember how life was before we met. I can probably go back to living that way pretty easily. Hell, knowing me, I'll probably even be relatively satisfied with that life. But I'm hoping that I won't have to... Because spending the past 3 months with you has made me happier than I ever thought I'd be. And as scared as I might get from time to time, I won't chicken out if you don't - I promise. Happy anniversary baby. :)

About The Grumpy

I hate the feeling of perpetual exhaustion.
I hate being so bloated my jeans don't fit properly.
I hate the unexplainable chocolate cravings at 2am.
I hate getting weepy over the most trivial matters.
I hate it that men can't truly understand feeling this way.
I hate the fact that this happens almost every damn month.

Frigging PMS. Go away goddamit!!!

Update as of 2.15pm...

Oh. 1 more thing. The Stiletto leaves for a 3-day business trip to Vietnam next Monday. Bleah... I know duty calls, and I'm acting all ok with the idea of not having him to cuddle up to while I sleep. But I figure I'm entitled to whine a little too, since this is the 1st night he'll be spending away from me in 3 months. Sniff...

About The Spoiler

Having left his at home, The Stiletto borrows my extremely stylish (Hah! But of course!), extremely expensive sunglasses for the day.

My phone beeps about 45 minutes after he's left for work.

"Hi baby. I just wanted to tell you that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love you..."

My 1st thought?

"Oh fuck. He's broken my Guccis!"

I think I have an overly-suspicious mind. *sheepish grin*

Aside to The Stiletto - I love you back. Heh heh! :)

About The Member

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About Skin Ink

I've been uber keen to get another tattoo for some time now. Pretty much wanted to since I got my last one in 2001. Now the question is - What the hell should I get?

I know skinart's suppose to be highly personal, but I wouldn't mind listening whatever suggestions you people might have?

About The Vertigo

Everything's finally confirmed. I'll be going to Melbourne. Yet again. :P The air tickets have been booked. I leave on the 23rd of March, just 10 days after Missduhr returns to the agency after her jaunt to Melbourne (Welcome back chickie! Here's to us pulling through crazy deadlines together once again!).

Back to my upcoming trip. Another 5 weeks and counting... After the craziness of the past few months, I must admit I'm really looking forward to some time away. (Side note to The Stiletto - Our 1st holiday together baby... Wooot!)

The trip promises to be totally kickass. For several reasons... Autumn in Melbourne is absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful weather... Sunny days, cool nights, fragrant breezes, golden foliage...

Not to mention that it's when all the Summer collections go on sale. Watch out Sportsgirl, Witchery, Portmans and Review, Absolutely April's going on a shopping warpath! Hah! ;)

I last visited the city 2 years ago... I've been there 4 times, not counting the year I spent there getting my degree. And despite numerous oaths on my part never to return after my last trip (Need to start seeing the rest of the world!), I have succumbed yet again. But with damn good reason, I swear it! (No! Not just the shopping!) *sheepish grin*

Drumroll please. :)

Come the 25th of March, The Stiletto and I will be at the Telstra Dome with some 55,000 other people, to catch the greatest band ever in concert. Ladies and gentlemen, presenting... U2!

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*mutters to self* Ok April. Be cool. Be sophisticated. Cool. Sophisticated. Ah screw it!

I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert! I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert! I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert! I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert! I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert! I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert! I'm going to the U2 Vertigo concert!

I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono! I'm gonna see Bono!

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Ok, I'm done. Gonna head off now to bask in a "How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb" sort of glow... Heh heh... :P

About The Unreasonables

How the fuck do you get clients to understand that 12 HOURS is NOT enough time to complete work on a radio live read script, neither is 2 DAYS enough to whip out a damn 30-second radio ad?!?!?

Fucking morons. Thanks for a bloody brilliant Valentine's Day.

About Ear Wiggles

The Stiletto can wiggle his ears! Both of them! Hahaha... I am thoroughly amused...