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A Slice of My Life
Had a couple of interesting conversations recently.
The first one happened with my sis. She's kinda blur recently. Wonder why.
I offered her a slice of fresh peach and she went...
"How come peach got skin one?"
"Peach of course got skin mah, if not lei?"
She stares at the slice for a couple of seconds then:
"Why the colour...."
She had a relevation that she's about to ask a stupid question.
I narrowed my eyes.
"Don't tell me you think it's orange like canned peaches?!"
Of course she was thinking about canned peaches. Methinks she eats too much Delifrance Peach tarts.
Another weird conversation went like this.
This happened during the opening EPL match between Liverpool and Sheffield.
I asked The Chosen One,
"Dear, wanna take the dog out for a walk tonight?"
No answer.
Realising he's totally hooked on the football match, I didn't get upset that there was no response to my question. It totally slipped my mind after that.
The poor dog didn't get a walk.
Next day, I had an appointment with the dentist.
So, early in the morning was a trip to the dentist, followed by breakfast in MacDonald's because The Chosen One was starving.
After that, was back home to wake the 2 sleepyheads.
Then The Chosen One suddenly asked the weird question of the day.
"Dear, did I forget to answer you last night, about taking Lego for a walk?"
Silence....
I had no idea my question actually registered.
But for him to suddenly ask if he forgot to answer me....
But The Chosen One does the weirdest things at times.
I think I am going to make it my favourite activity now is to catch him when he's really tired.
Just recently, he fell asleep rather early in the night and woke up a couple of hours later, looking all bleary eyed.
I asked him some questions, got incoherent answers, asked him to go back to sleep, got more incoherent answers.
Finally he said he was going to the toilet, came back and was as incoherent as before.
It's times like these I get gems like these:
"Dear, you ok?"
"If you insert the script, then ok lor."
"Huh? Insert?"
"Uh...am I talking nonsense?"
"Yes. Go back to sleep, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Five minutes later. After The Chosen One's tossing and turning was making me irritated. I just had to ask him.
"Dear, can't sleep?"
"It's in the Inbox lor."
Inbox?
Hahahaa...... Poor Justin.... Must be kena stressed at work... lol!!
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August 29, 2006 3:39 PM
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