I had a nice foot massage today, so nice that I had to let my mom drive the car cos I was sleepy. The massage itself was pleasure and pain... but what is pleasure when you never experience pain?  Chewah... philosophical pulak hari ni.

All day I've been watching TV: catching up with MTV and Channel V, laughing with The Ellen DeGeneres Show, gawking at how Erra cooks Japanese fish broth and make it look more complicated than it's supposed to be in Chef Diva, watching a rerun of Desperate Housewives and a little bit of the film Alexander.  Then went for a foot massage, had a lovely iced coffee, bought yong tau fu and DVDs, and top it off with a bunch of dukus.

When I came home my face was glowing despite the fact that I have neglected my careful facial regime for the last 4 wks... my three-step-facial regime (wash-tone-moisturise) became one-step (wash)... that is... on a good day.

"Tengok, kalau tak stress terus muka awak jadi cantik sikit."

And it was only yesterday that a colleague remarked: "Were you oncall last night?"  I laughed and said, "No... Do I look post-call?"

Yeah, so yesterday I looked like shit.

Funny what 8 hours of sleep and 5 hours of TV can do to you.  If I keep this up for another week I might gain some extra kgs though...

Oh yes, I'm on a break.