On Cloud 9

For some unfathomable reason, I feel extremely light-hearted today. Maybe it's love.

Oops!

I mean, maybe it's the weather.

I cannot stop smiling to myself. Perhaps I just enjoy looking at myself in the mirror. I believe I'm very comfortable with the way I look. But then I'm not narcissistic. Narcissism leads to death. I'm not dead yet.

I feel my career taking flight. Haha!... I know, it sounds so ridiculous. But to some extent, it's true. I'm taking on graphic designing. I've just been given my first task. Ahh, it feels so calm. I feel so great.

DIY-ing your own clothes is the hottest thing now. I don't know who the hell started it, but it's definitely the In-est thing right now. The spunky and talented designer from HAUT has been recently featured on a girlie show hosted by a yucky local celeb. I think they've made some media publicity on another programme hosted by Pat Mok and Bryan Wong. The thing is, both shows were aired on Chinese TV channels. The Engish TV channel needs to buck up.

Recently, some angmoh expat (presumably) wrote in to the Straits Times Forum (yes, and suddenly I read the papers) complaining about Channel 5 over-airing sports programmes, especially golf. Personally, I think golf is boring and Channel 5 shouldn't dedicate so much time to golf competitions.

I had planned to post some cool pics up tonight. But then it kinda slipped my mind that I had to get the roll of film developed first. Yes, I'm STILL using those non-digital cameras. So bloody jaded... But I assure you, one day, you just wait and see... ONE DAY...

I've got pretty pictures of my artwork. But it really depends on my sleepyhead meter. Because for tomorrow and Saturday, I'm working midnight shifts. Talking about that, midnight shifts are really fun. I get to stay out late, and not get scolded, and get to earn money too.

Just the other day, I got hit by a wacky brain wave:

During the cavemen era, leg-hair for the caveman is very important. It is not so for the cavegirl. You see, the caveman goes out foraging for food. He walks all over, treading over the most hostile terrain. When it rains, he gets mud and guck all caked up into the nooks and crevice of his feet. At the end of the day, he wants clean feet. This is where the leg-hair comes into play.

By rubbing the soles of his feet on his calf and shin area, he scrubs out all the crap stuck under his feet. Leg-hair is short and curly, usually drier than normal hair, making it rougher. Hence, it is the body's natural scrub. When dense leg-hair exist, they form a mesh of dry and rough material. Good for scrubbing.

If you think I'm talking crap, then how you suppose these came about?: