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Strange noises started occuring whilst driving home today. Initially it was a slight hissing which alarmingly turned into infrequent muted clonking noises. Stepped out in time to see that my left back tire has finally retired and gone to it’s rubbery heaven. Right. Just in time for buka puasa. Beautiful. Isn’t life just a bunch of thorny roses?
Home. 9:00pm (Not bad)
Mood: sarcastic
Brain has turned to mush. Wish I had more challenges than just repetitive pathing using illustrator. Not that I don’t take pride in what I do, I just don’t feel challenged. My brain cells are dying from infrequent usage. My body’s crying out for a good rest. My emotions can’t be saved anymore. OMG. The artist in me is crying out in pain, tearing at my insides.
As always, I do all that I’m supposed to do. But I’m not going down without a good rant about it. All I hope for is being able to make the deadline. Good luck. Then again, luck is so overrated. Nothing much else matters anymore.
I think I’ll go all black again. Thought I’d left that back in Melbourne but I think I’m much more ME in black.
See you on the other side of good again, babe.
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