Just another manic monday ... but thoughts of having the next entire week off is invigorating my senses. Though I must admit that the idea of having to pay an amount close to $200 to play golf is inducing me to shit bricks a bit. Wah lauuu! Golf is such a bloody expensive sport. And once you become very good at it, it seems like the rule is that you have to become fat, cf. Laura Davies, Annika Sorenstam, Karrie Webb, John Daley.

Continuing with golf, some of you may know that Fiona, Sharlene and myself got some 'private' lessons last Friday evening. Yes there is reason why 'private' is in inverted comas, perhaps to influence readers to articulate 'private' in the seedy/suggestive kinda way. Our instructor apparently looks like Chris O'Donnell according to 2 of the 3 lesson-takers (note: I think he looks nothing like Robin), and well, he had a very very nice swing (no inverted comas). Evening panned out better than expected with a 'lovelly' (har!) sms to top it off! ;p teeehehehehehe.

What else, what else? Oh yes, visited the acupuncturist on Saturday. The treatment has given me mild relief (yay!), though I have been told that I have to return for further acupuncturing another 7 to 8 times. My calendar is not allowing this sort of dedication at the moment. Might have to clear certain dispensable activities. And it's not true that acupuncture doesn't hurt. Going to the physio tomorrow as well, you should feel how tight my neck/shoulder area is (yeah I'm just trying to scam a massage ;p)

More filming over the weekend, including the much anticipated Bollywood dance sequence. Man! We didn't even dance that much and my legs are aching today ... so pathetic! Dancing with a helmet was rather testing. How are you meant to function if you don't allow the largest organ in your body breathe? And we know how above-average-sized my head is ...
Rowing for the 1st time in 4 weeks on Sunday afternoon - thank golly it was a light session.
Tiff's birthday party on Saturday night where I witnessed a mighty fine man. This is the first time in a long while that I have been unable to avert my eyes. All I can say is nicccccccccceeeeeeeee, very nicccccccccceeeeeeeee!

All this talk about Penelope Cruz induced me to dream about her last night. She was so upset over that nasty Tom Cruise, and I was trying to console her. I remember she had tiny hands! I guess it's because everybody is so anti-Penelope, and I kinda feel sorry for her. We all know it's Tom Cruise that is the common factor here.

Comments received thus far from my own brain-child commenting system are fraught with themes indicating the following:

I am perceived as incapable of generating anything creative and/or mildly technical, especially in the 'online' space (even though I play warcraft ... hmmm relevance? None.)

I am desperate enough to force people to leave comments.

'Copyright law does not exist in cyberspace'. I remember doing I.T law in 5th year uni and this was the motif that underscored the subject. Case in point being CHAD CHONG who has stolen my commenting system, and has not even bothered to slightly augment the design/format! ;p

I still do not understand the concept of daylight saving (the system is still under the assumption that it is daylight saving. Nearly every year, I have an argument with someone as they try to explain the concept ... but alas!

Keep them coming guys ... maybe without the "Marissa told me" bit ;p