By golly, I think I'm coming down with a fever, which is a rare occurence for me although I do get catch colds on occasion throughout the year.
     Well, the workload has been pretty light this fasting month - an indicator that fasting month is the time when everybody receives the green light to slack off, I guess? I haven't been slacking off. Not that much anyway, but I tend to hold on to the work I find boring and uninspiring for much longer than others.
     I think I quite fancy taking a short nap on the carpeted floor. It's a bit gross but what the hey, at least it's more comfortable than putting my head on the table in an uncomfortable angle.
     I'm also waiting for some guy to confirm plans with me for dinner. What guy? Just a guy friend I'd like to get to know more of - as a friend. I think I'm seriously jinxed when it comes to love, so I figure the best way to go about things is not to care about a guy anymore. Just smile, hold in all the odd quirks and the darnedest things that seems to pop out of my mouth, and free dinner just like that.
     It's hollow to think of meeting new guys only as invitations to free dinners but it's better than having my heart disappointed yet again.