Normal

I went to the gym for the 3rd morning. The pool crowded looked acceptable, two three sharing one lane, compared to six to seven in the evenings. I stuck to my 20min limit which meant cutting down the number of laps before having a shower and getting ready for work. During lunch time, I had pasta combo from Italian takeaway Malletti. I picked up The Guardian from the reception and read it during lunch time. Murdoch's journalists wayang too much and their karma came right back at them. Ashes continues today, a cricket race biased by only the British and Australians. After work, I met a friend for vegetarian dinner and then tao huay for dessert. We discussed how we dealt with "poor me" self-pitying situations and other random topics. The day still looked young and bright, giving me a nice feeling like the day was stil not over yet and there were more things that could be done. I started feeling unwell - uncomfortable with lots of sneezes and a mild headache. All these while, I still mentally battled to choose either pc or macbook pro, to prefer or to compromise, indulge or control, buy now or dwell on. You are watching old episodes of Dr Who while I scored over 10,000 points for miniclip's Fire 8-ball pool game. 9.30pm looked like 6pm. Lovely.