I VANT ivan

it appears that the world cup has consumed even the brother-in-law who seems to have fallen off the face of this god-saken planet. i think the mama-beng is now channeling his foul hokkien vocabulary to the tv rather than on the blog.

women unite, now's the time to shop till you drop or be totally decadent with yourself. spa yourself silly, i say. hook up with girlfriends lost. go to serangoon road and whack the tohseh that you have been craving for months now. your now nocturnal other half would not bat an eyelid coz at the mo, he is living and breathing soccer .... well maybe they (the menfolk) are living and breathing?!?

honestly, i think what really happens is that their brains shut-down and all that's left is the shell which may or may not work at all. it's a mind-numbing phenomenon - the lights are on but no one's home. world cup voodoo if you will. the zombi-fied appearance is truth ... accept it. just as well that the GSS coincides with the cup, either FIFA or STB did a good job with planning. world cup is the best thing that has happened to me in a while. i get a little alone time to love myself.