Today has been most horrific. As you can see I’m blogging again, and there are only few things which would spur me to type my thoughts again:

1. I’m going to get paid to do it.

2. I’ve absolutely NOTHING to do.

I’ve been in the office since before 9am this morning, my boss has been talking to us about attending a Baby Expo at Wan Chai and we were all quite ready to pitch in and help. Once I got to work though, he tells some of us that we’re “not needed” and we get left behind. (Not that I’m complaining much, because I had a considerable amount of hesitation as to what I was going to do in a Chinese convention when I can’t speak much Cantonese.)

But here we are – it’s 5:04pm, and we have dawdled the hours away since this morning by watching YouTube, playing pictionary, cleaning the office, making coffee, washing coffee cups, and just staring out of the window at the kites which happen to fly by.

It is now 5:06pm, and I am DYING of ENNUI…

I leave you with a novel piece of musical magic from old computer beeps. This pretty much sums up the thought process I went through the whole day. (Note that the beep in the end is to be a signal for 6:30pm, which is leaving time.)