today is tuesday.
(Tuesday, May 03, 2005)
today is tuesday. tuesday is the second day of the week. tuesday is always boring and uneventful. wednesday is the 3rd day of the week. on earth, not mars. in mars, they call it whuzteaye. yup. i'm not pulling you leg. neither am i pulling the leg hair.
it was only on a muthafucking tuesday morning that i have to drag myself off the bed to work. stood there while clawed continuously by freezing lively cold water in the shower for 20 minutes, piercing me into reality. it had hardly woke me up a little.
because it could only happen this way. my fucking cds, 3 of them, without any particular logical reasons, just fucking flew outta the cd rack while i was sleeping. sheeesh. it went *kepiangggggg ang ang ang* (alright, don't laugh, it did sound exactly the same. yes.) then i woke up, look at the fuggin' cds and took every will power i have to fucking pick it up. then i couldn't because i was so fucked (tired). when i try going back to sleep, i was lying on bed, eyes wide open, brains entirely sober. fucking hell. the time when the man needs a decent sleep, the cds has to drop outta the cd rack, like fuck.
i came up with a few theories on why and how it happened.
i) in some fucking weird ways, there was a shift on the gravity force in my room. wasn't enough to put people outta their beds or dislocate all my cds from my rack but enough to cause the cds without the case to drop out. makes sense, didn't it?
ii) i need a bomoh. why do i need a bomoh? the room is infested with some restless souls. oh fuck. it's illogical. i'll discharge this possibility. case close. i'm no x-files material. my life is already too interesting. think cassie, eh?
iii) sleep walking. i remember that i had a dream before it feel down. maybe i was subconsciously trying to listen to the cd.
iv) this is the best answer. someone was shagging someone else next door and they were so busy having multiple orgasms (or so they thought they were, but not really) they forgot that they were actually banging on the wall THAT hard. come to think of it, they must have had a sex deprieved lifesytle to be that strong. tsk tsk, they should fuck more often like ordinary couples.
v) knowing me, the all good and no-nonsense guy, God decided to drop a hint for me to buy 4-D. or lottery. a decent reward for mr. goody two shoes like me.
wokay. i think i need a beach-resort a get-away this weekend. Chicane's Saltwater had been playing since i came home.
