Hey... Sorry if I got you concerned with the last cryptic post. No updates coz there's simply nothing much going on (worth) reporting upon. Too shacked to log on when I'm home. Endless late nights of professional hobnobbings at ulu places that just kills me s-l-o-w-l-y. As in seriously. Having to drag your meal for 4hours and make small talk with people you have no common interests whatsoever with. Seriously. Me? Engage in small talk? I'm not the JJ guys. It's either I want to talk (hah). Or I don't. Nothing to get or make me engaged in. My ‘playing hookie’ tho has passed surprisingly peacefully. Bored and restless to hell. But peaceful, except for the ging-gang, who were mystified what happened when I seemed fine enuff when we were mucking around after DDV. Yeah, I was mystified too. Wasn't feeling too great, but thought it was just an allergy attack after I keep forgetting the preventive meds some days. Didn't think it went up to a scale of 38.4. But you know, after years of going to the same clinic, I've went often enough this year (thus far) that the nurse finally recognised me and greeted me so warmly that day. Or maybe she was just having a slow, boring day and I was her only respite. But I’m noticing a pattern here. I’ve been getting sick timeabout one of the Capital Ds decided to do grace us with Their presence. So on that count, my next sick leave should be sometime in... August. That's a uplifting thought while I contemplate the cheerful prospect of getting back to the grind tomorrow. SIGH.