My dear fans:
It's been more than a month since I last made an entry to this blog. I have been very busy for the past month or so and literally did not have the energy, if not the time, to update the blog after a hard day's work.
First of all, I would like to express one of his dear fans, IL (he's not from or named Illinois). IL pointed out to me there was a smelling, I mean, spelling mistake in the blog's title. IL's contribution is not written into the title of the blog - The Eloqu[e]nnt Stutterer. I've decided to keep the brackets as a tribute to IL.
My dear fans may wonder what the heck happened to me. Well, I was very busy at work. A new colleauge came on board and I needed to train him. I also helped his company recruited two new members. On top of that, I had a few visitors from the UK office to entertain. Finally, my dear friend JL (not Jennifer Lopez) was in town from Hawaii for a week. That summarizes my past five weeks.
Some good news from my dear friend GH, the armchair psychoanalyst. IL et al and I had the honor of meeting GH's girlfriend a week or so ago. While IL and I had heard stories of how GH met PoKLB and what a wonderful person she is, we relished actually meeting her in person. To me, PoKLB is cool. I especially like her composure and character behind her pretty face. Meeting me for the first time as a friend of your boyfirend's could be enjoyable or horrible, depending on her perception of me. As a self-confessed/self-proclaimed narcissist, I will always be me . But the girlfriends could be driven nuts by my sarcastic/unique sense of humor and interrogative way of asking question (as IL et al. had pointed out). Yet PoKLB carried herself pretty elegantly, at least I so perceived. GH and PoKLB, my blessings for you!
My dear friend SW, or the Donkey (not Tony Adams), has recently peaked in his romantic career. After 30+ years of hibernation/dormancy, his testosterone is finally kicking in. Hair growing, voice thickening, and penis erecting. (None of the phenomena in the previous sentence is true. Hearsay.) Well, he's been set up by two match making enthusiasts with this flight attendant. Instead of bashing him on some of his contrarian approach to dating and thereby destroying his budding self-confidence in the love department, I have decided to take the back seat and only offers my opinions when they are solicited. Good lick, I mean, good luck, SW.
Tonight, I'll be meeting SW and the rest of the gang I met in my dorm back in college. We'll have, quite unoriginally and boringly, da Bino (Chinese hot pot, not a new Italian cuisine).
Later la.
Friday, December 16, 2005
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