Today is the start to another week of work again. I need a holiday soon. I have been playing around with the idea of a trip either at the end of this year or mid-next year, depending on my schedule. Also, I’m truly wondering of who to ask… It’s gotta be someone I’ve known long enough and is also an adventurous enough devil. I wouldn’t want to venture on too dangerous a journey for my virgin trip and neither would my parents ever let me out of the house if I intended to either. Maybe take up a packaged tour to someplace nice? But many of my friends have “been there and done all that”…… Still considering.
Hmmm...
Anyway, both Minnie and Aishah were supposed to go to Amore for a good workout during lunch together but Aishah fell sick unfortunately; a bad migraine. [Get well soon babe!! :-)] So, the workout plan got postponed and XT, Minnie and I went out for lunch today. I had actually intended to have a light one as I’m meeting my friend Charlene today for dinner but things have turned upside down to quite an extent.
We made the dietary mistake of going to Spageddies for lunch. So there we were, three hungry kittens, surrounded by good food at enormous proportions and without the wisdom to share either. We each took a main course and had desserts too. I had the exact same meal as on a previous visit: - Chicken Diavolo (wood fire-grilled chicken breasts with spaghetti and lovely chunky Neapolitan sauce) and Tiramisu.
Lovely, absolutely lovely…
Except that since the portions were so huge; my plate came with two humongous / “cowabunga!” sized grilled chicken breasts and a “side” of spaghetti. Talk about a feast of meats. Although I managed to finish most of my food, I would have to transfer food from my belly straight to my kidneys if I were to attempt to wipe everything off my plate. Seriously. Even as I sit here at my office desk typing away, I can feel my tummy working overtime to destroy each piece of protein I had chomped on without any guilt. I know I am going to pay for this later, I just know it.
Anyway, both Minnie and Aishah were supposed to go to Amore for a good workout during lunch together but Aishah fell sick unfortunately; a bad migraine. [Get well soon babe!! :-)] So, the workout plan got postponed and XT, Minnie and I went out for lunch today. I had actually intended to have a light one as I’m meeting my friend Charlene today for dinner but things have turned upside down to quite an extent.
We made the dietary mistake of going to Spageddies for lunch. So there we were, three hungry kittens, surrounded by good food at enormous proportions and without the wisdom to share either. We each took a main course and had desserts too. I had the exact same meal as on a previous visit: - Chicken Diavolo (wood fire-grilled chicken breasts with spaghetti and lovely chunky Neapolitan sauce) and Tiramisu.
Lovely, absolutely lovely…
Except that since the portions were so huge; my plate came with two humongous / “cowabunga!” sized grilled chicken breasts and a “side” of spaghetti. Talk about a feast of meats. Although I managed to finish most of my food, I would have to transfer food from my belly straight to my kidneys if I were to attempt to wipe everything off my plate. Seriously. Even as I sit here at my office desk typing away, I can feel my tummy working overtime to destroy each piece of protein I had chomped on without any guilt. I know I am going to pay for this later, I just know it.
:-P
So, dinner with Charlene might just end up with me getting a drink and pretty much nothing else I guess. (She is going to be so disappointed though...) I think I’ve pretty much hit the target for my protein count for the rest of the week in one meal. I just do not know how the Italians do it. Actually I do but I was just being a bum. Hahahaha...!
By the way, a piece of important advice for everyone out there with sensitive skin: - DO NOT attempt a new face-wash without caution. You might just end up peeling away like a baby snake; like I did.
I tried the Himalaya Neem Facial Wash. That’s right. NEEM facial wash, supposedly good for the skin. Used it only 3 times since Friday last. And my skin started peeling, peeling all over like crazy!! It itched like hell and has only just subsided quite a bit. I haven’t been able to put on any powder since then simply because the peeling skin looks so awful. Today, I piled on the moisturizer before getting my butt out of the house for work. Even then, it has started to show by afternoon and it’s starting to itch too. Damn it. I knew my skin was sensitive but not this sensitive! Sigh, I will have to wait this one out I guess.
Oh well, I have also now come to a conclusion that I shan’t waste my blog page space on a brat going by the moniker BP. BP is a lass who is an ass… Hey! That rhymes!! Wahahaha!!... A self-absorbed insecure brat who surprisingly thinks she’s being smarter than others. Sigh, like I said, I shall reserve much of my blog space to dedicate to other things in the world other than parasites. Unless the THING begins to get on my nerves, then she’s going have it all coming straight to her I tell you. Oh well, she’s very lucky I have better things to do.
Period.
My comments on this:
While some people sell themselves to others to make money, you (BP) sell your self-image to shame for a quick fix of confidence. I’ve given up on trying to change the world by caring over some pathetic people. I’m about as close to giving a “flying flip” over what’s cooking at the next conversation, unlike some weasels. You know what I do with weasels? I stomp on their tails ‘til they yelp for help and scramble for shelter. For a few people who know me well, I do not consider begging for mercy as reason for pardon at all when I become super-pissed. I become very, very mean. This has happened on only one occasion in my life and it was enough to scare the be-jeezes out of my friend. All her eyes said were, I never knew you had it in you. Oh well, that was quite some time ago and I wish to forget that I had even been pushed into such a situation.
Ok, ok, I shall stop typing away now. I bet Minnie might be thinking as she reads this: “this girl doesn’t blog for ages and then puts in a very long one when she finally does. Sheesh!!” Wahahaha!!...
~~~End~~~
So, dinner with Charlene might just end up with me getting a drink and pretty much nothing else I guess. (She is going to be so disappointed though...) I think I’ve pretty much hit the target for my protein count for the rest of the week in one meal. I just do not know how the Italians do it. Actually I do but I was just being a bum. Hahahaha...!
By the way, a piece of important advice for everyone out there with sensitive skin: - DO NOT attempt a new face-wash without caution. You might just end up peeling away like a baby snake; like I did.
I tried the Himalaya Neem Facial Wash. That’s right. NEEM facial wash, supposedly good for the skin. Used it only 3 times since Friday last. And my skin started peeling, peeling all over like crazy!! It itched like hell and has only just subsided quite a bit. I haven’t been able to put on any powder since then simply because the peeling skin looks so awful. Today, I piled on the moisturizer before getting my butt out of the house for work. Even then, it has started to show by afternoon and it’s starting to itch too. Damn it. I knew my skin was sensitive but not this sensitive! Sigh, I will have to wait this one out I guess.
Oh well, I have also now come to a conclusion that I shan’t waste my blog page space on a brat going by the moniker BP. BP is a lass who is an ass… Hey! That rhymes!! Wahahaha!!... A self-absorbed insecure brat who surprisingly thinks she’s being smarter than others. Sigh, like I said, I shall reserve much of my blog space to dedicate to other things in the world other than parasites. Unless the THING begins to get on my nerves, then she’s going have it all coming straight to her I tell you. Oh well, she’s very lucky I have better things to do.
Period.
My comments on this:
While some people sell themselves to others to make money, you (BP) sell your self-image to shame for a quick fix of confidence. I’ve given up on trying to change the world by caring over some pathetic people. I’m about as close to giving a “flying flip” over what’s cooking at the next conversation, unlike some weasels. You know what I do with weasels? I stomp on their tails ‘til they yelp for help and scramble for shelter. For a few people who know me well, I do not consider begging for mercy as reason for pardon at all when I become super-pissed. I become very, very mean. This has happened on only one occasion in my life and it was enough to scare the be-jeezes out of my friend. All her eyes said were, I never knew you had it in you. Oh well, that was quite some time ago and I wish to forget that I had even been pushed into such a situation.
Ok, ok, I shall stop typing away now. I bet Minnie might be thinking as she reads this: “this girl doesn’t blog for ages and then puts in a very long one when she finally does. Sheesh!!” Wahahaha!!...
~~~End~~~
