numb-u-ccino

I feel like a toast..but surprisingly not coz I'm brown skinned or sun-burnt..but because I'm just stiff...frozen stiff..

The air con engineer support seem to have a underlying motive to chill us to death..guess it is the only entertainment they can get all day while they sit and gossip in their almost-like-a-freezer, grim-n-dim, never-visited-by-anyone room..ok on second thoughts I don't blame them...

..but nonetheless it does reduce my productivity..[surprise surprise yes I DO work!]..productivity in terms of being able to think without little specks of ice crystalising in front of my eyes..being able to type and actually feeling my fingers..enjoying a hot coffee..without a frosting!..you get the picture..

..So yes to make a long story short and cut everyone the ordeal of reading another one of my banters..my usual gibberish [and I go on and on..]..my office is cold..like cold that makes you brain dead cold..and I don't have a choice but to sit here..wearing clothings which make it look like the winter finally visited Singapore...and try and get something done..

...I just felt like cribbing..and this was the best way..

Brrrr...