Day 6 of Leon's Sabbathical- sex, guns and rock n' roll

Nothing quite a good title to grab your readers attention.

First stop: the library to return the 2 overdue books I had at Ang Mo Kio Library. Then took a walk around Ang Mo Kio central looking for an FM receiver but found none that fit what I had in mind. Wanted to take a bus to town but thought better of it when I missed my bus. So made the trek to the MRT station. While there I bought a New Paper and the November issue of FHM featuring Caroline Cheong on the cover. I will never watch Lightyears the same way again. Coincidentally, the issue came with a pair of thongs which I intend to give to Joyce. If only she will put it on and let me take a picture then I can join the contest...

...and oh...the articles are not half bad.

Took the train to Somerset. I was going to Paragon. On hindsight, I shoulda gotten off at Orchard. It seems nearer to Paragon. There I made my way up to the 9th floor for my medical review. Is it just me or are the ladies who go there good looking? If there was a contest for a clinic with the best looking babes this would be the one. I am not sure if the lady at the counter is new or what but her reaction when I handed in my urine sample was priceless. But other than that she seemed rather proficient. I sense that there is a flu bug going around judging by the people in the waiting room. Even the Doctor was nursing a runny nose. Isn't there some kinda rule where a sick doctor cannot see patients? It runs the risk of patients getting a virus from their healthcare giver! Anyway, I thought all doctors and healthcare personnel get flu shots and should not be susceptible to the flu.

After my check had been completed I was told to go down to the 7th floor for x-ray. So I took the lift down without realising that the paper I was holding had the word 'breast scanning' in bold under the name of the clinic. When I realised it I nonchalantly folded the paper in half and kept it out of view for the remainder of my trip down. There a sweet young thing told me to take off my shirt and manhandled me into position. The cheek of it all! After that she took the x-ray and told me to get dressed and wait outside. After a minute or so she told me I could go. FREEDOM!!

Then walked around the orchard area. I had time to kill as I was not gonna meet Joyce til after 6. Thought of catching a movie but was not captivated by anything at Orchard Cineleisure.Tried looking for my fm receiver and maybe an iPod or iPodMini. Went to Plaza Singapura with much the same outcome. Took a bus to St. Andrew's Cathedral and walked to Funan with the same intentions to the same outcome. Just not in the mood for shopping today I guess...or movies for that matter. Took bus 857 from Stamford Road to Yishun. A long ride, but at least I was doing something rather than walking around aimlessly intil Her Highness got off work. In the bus I perused my sealed FHM and made extra effort to conceal the white thong contained therein from the other commuters.

By the time I got to Yishun it seems that Joyce had messaged me and called me...5 times ...on my mobile. Somehow I did not hear nor feel my phone vibrate. Musta been the shaking of the bus that nullified the vibrating sensation ...or maybe...I was too engrossed in the 'articles' in the magazine.

I called Joyce back and to my dismay she told me that there had been a change in plans. Damn!!! She was gonna bring the Japanese Supplier out for dinner AGAIN so we would not be meeting today AGAIN. That is like the third time she done that in 6 days. I know it is work and all but I was so looking forward to having Joyce all to myself today and she just brushed me off like I was some kind of a bad habit. We have not had a single day together alone for a few weeks already.I had spent all that time in town and took that stupid bus ride from town to Yishun all in anticipation of meeting her. If i had known there was a 'change in plans', I could have made alternative arrangements or gone home straight after the clinic.

As a result I went to Yishun 10 to see if there were any movies to see. But by now I had no mood for much of anything. Might as well go home which I duly did.