gettin' high on joy joy pills

bluffing my way through a hosting stint, regaling safety engineers with words that sound funny to me but charming and brilliant to them, parading in my skirt and flowery dangling earings in front of a roomfull of male stategists (whose job it is to be paranoid about whole amonia tanks leaking or men falling into ventilators and large meat grinders), are the joy joy pills i popped today.

i had to sit through technical presentations and freeze to near death from the overly-cold airconditioning, yes, but looking back, after losing count of the grey matter lost by my brain, and thinking with the still active parts, i safely deduce that i had fun.

one of the sis sent me an sms yesterday and recounted the joys of going to a spa. ah! to feel those muscles flex and loosened. i wanted to leave my pc and follow suit. but of course i was shackled to my hunched-over-the pc position for the rest of the day yesterday. so the next best thing to do was plan a spa get-away. she asked if it would be alright for her to have her boyfriend of eight years tag along. so i said ok. another lightbulb moment.

perhaps the illuminati has been shooing away the bf's too much. might be ok to have an illum meet with them. those single like moi would just have to content ourselves with the thought that life is still beautiful. yeah, really it is! just pop those joy joy pills and everything's alright baby. wink* wink*