A time once travelled

To say that this blog is inactive is perhaps the most understatement of the year! It's close to dead, me thinks! Sorry for those who had been visiting and get the disappointment.

I do not promise to keep this updated often; I just don't have the time and energy to do it. And to write ... er to actually gather your thoughts, search the write words and arrange them in such a way that letters glue together to make them comprehensible has now become a daunting task. I am drain out of energy. End of working day is like having.a.long.sex.without.getting.the.orgasm.

Anyways, my son is back in Frejus for three weeks with his lola. I'd like to think I have more time for myself and this blog. But I doubt. I opt to having more orgasmic activities now that I don't turn into a dinosaur fighting King Kong every night. Ha.Ha.Ha. Joke. I have to behave, my brothers might be reading this post, if they are not busy doing their own er o..... activities!

So, I'm planning to write the highlights of our US and Canada trip last May, our vacation in Frejus last July, David's changes and things in between in the posts to come. It's just a plan, let's see what I can actually achieve. I do not even have drafts. Type and post na ni.

If I'm a member of PPP, I would declare myself bankrupt already. Long time ago.

For this post, it's something about meetic. For some who do not know about it, it's a website dedicated to single people looking for single people. Simply put.

Today, I got a message on my cellie. Someone was trying to reach me while I was yakitaking on the phone with my mother. A guy. introduced himself first and called me a name I do not recognise. Excuse me I'm no Amélie! I listened to it intently trying to decipher a French tongue with a heavy accent in it.

I discovered that my "répondeur" can actually record long messages.

So single guy is looking forward to meet Amélie, that after several virtual exchanges he thinks they have lots in common and is excited to meet her in person. *laughs*.  It would be nice to have a drink somewhere and get to know each other more. *Pause. Ehem.Laugh*. This time I can't contain myself and let it out. Lol! Bloody me, this is how single people of opposite sex arrange EB! I wonder where the hell Amélie is!

Single guy finally ended his pleasantries leaving his real name, his pseudo on meetic and his phone number. To make sure that I got the message, I mean Amélie, he repeated it twice.

For a few stolen sec I imagined myself desperately single. In Paris. During a long dead. dead summer break... and being Amélie! A big wicked grin wrinkled my face.

Snapping back to reality, I look at my phone, lost. Is this really mine!?

... papa got me a signed copy of this from his business trip in london ...

... thanks pop ;-)