Interesting Dinner Date Rule - Very Helpful

5. If you have to use the powder room, just say, "Excuse me please." Or "Will you excuse me for just a moment?" Your date doesn’t need to be told that you’re off to evacuate your bowels.

http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/sex/rules-for-a-dinner-date-2464185/

There's a lot to learn on the world wide web! Sigh. Thanks Internet!

This little girl from Winnipeg took YouTube by storm and actually got to sing with Lady Gaga on stage. She's Filipino by blood, and I associate myself with her because. Like millions of others back home do.

Crying in my head to Stevie Wonder songs.
Yes it's one of those crazy days.
I made a mistake of finishing all my self-imposed tasks at 4 PM.
Now it's Thursday, and with one foot out the door, I've had to improvise with some - or any - form of entertainment to keep me awake.

The painkillers are (pun intended) big downers and I am scared to close my eyes.
I've reapplied lipstick for the nth time today, so don't suggest that.
I also did some research, stretching and a lot of thinking about what to do with my appearance.
Sometimes I think I look like a monkey.
But just on really really bad days.

this is what i ought to do. now.

Second day staying at home with a lopsided face.

My lumpy cheek is so annoying.

I sometimes think I'm chewing, and then I realize it's only mouth ulcer.

What a gross thing to have, especially on days when I'm all fired up to work.

I am restless but doc won't allow me to go out.

A 90-minute yoga class won't harm me.

It's a detox thing, so why would it.

Unless some old guy farts in my face again.

If my mouth ulcer was flammable that would be the end of the only bikram yoga studio in Dubai.

my wisdom tooth is getting in the way of work.

i woke up yesterday morning and suddenly there was an extra gum flap forming around it.

my dentist calls it pericoronitis.

i call it the nemesis of botox.

it completely dragged my left cheek down.

and inflamed it - hopefully not beyond repair.

today was tiring: i had to pretend i was chewing all the time.

antibiotics, painkillers, topical shiznit, here we go again.

This is the only day of the week I feel like lazing about, but all these unfinished tasks won't allow me to.
I am swamped!
But it's totally okay because this morning I finished all the boring stuff.
Things that needed to be signed, fixed, paid for, ordered and ignored.
Healthy breakfast too.
So anyway I am faced with at least a dozen things I promised to do before the end of the week.
And that is at 7 PM today.
I have a few ideas on how to speed things up:

1. Think: work now, drink later.
2. My work is still so much better than an ass wiper.
3. I would feel awful if I didn't finish my work.
4. My weekend would be spent worrying about unfinished tasks.
5. I am paid to work. Dur. Thursday 10-7 does not belong to me. I am owned by my company and I must compensate them for giving me a chair and a computer.


OR... stop blogging and actually work!