Even though I have Saturdays off from work, I stupidly drag my carcass to the office anyway. One of these days someone's going to walk into the office in the morning and find me sleeping on the floor in my camping bag. You know how there's never enough time in the day to finish all the stuff we had planned? Take today for example. Here's a detailed timeframe of the day's events:
6:00am Wake up and proceed to bathroom for detox.
6:30am Head to kitchen for large cup of tea and the morning paper.
7:00am - 7:35am A bit of a blur, as the taxi driver was doing 140 everywhere he went. On the beloved SZR the radar flashed off just as I had my hand up to adjust my glasses. Yet
another unflattering picture of me is out there.
8:00am - 4:30pm Got through my various emails and pending phone calls etc. Gave R a call on her cell only to be answered with the blaring '
Bellydancer' tune. Barf.
5:15pm - 5:45pm Spent time with R and her hormone infused dog. Headed to the salon to get my hair done.
7:00pm All done with my new hairdo and proceeded to pay the chap with my credit card, only to receive a rather stunned look from him. He points to a size 10pt sign that says "Cash Payment Only". I empty out my wallet of all cash, which proceeds to pay the bill in full and leave a 5 dirham tip. I am never going to be allowed in there again.
8:00pm After a brief shopping stint, hopped into a cab to head home and began tucking into a lovely takeaway pasta with chicken and mushrooms. Cab smells of a heavy, thick musky scent (isn't that the tag line from an
Old Spice advert?). Enjoying my pasta when some random doctor chick on the radio begins narrating the best way for mothers to produce breast milk (did you get that people? BREAST MILK). Proceed to pack up pasta and return to bag.
9:00am Finally home and at my computer only to find my blog has been blocked. So if you're reading this, you are very lucky. Please print out copies of this entry and distribute at your canteen (like a prehistoric RSS feed).
You are reading this post on a blog is no longer maintained - please visit
www.outinmyhead.com instead!
Pathetic person whoever he/she was.
Thankfully I can still read you in Berlin!
They have most likely clicked through to your blogspot page but can't be bothered (or are just plain dumb) to click on to your LiveJournal blog.
The sad and pathetic thing is that it's probably someone who can still read Out in my head (e.g. in a freezone) and still accesses it to get whatever perverse pleasure he/she gets out of reading something that the majority of UAE residents can't.
BTW, with the name kiwi boy - are you from NZ too?