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:: Wednesday, December 14, 2005 ::

Late Night Rambling

Good morning, folks. You're online here with the author of this blog. Let me just say it's been a rough day for us. A loooong day in fact. It all started with having to meet Neltje for shopping at 4.30 pee am.

As it turned out she was late and I needn't have taken a cab, but I did, and most unfortunately, if you remember my cashless crisis - which is still ongoing - I did not have any money to pay for the cab. Also, my ATM card could not be used, still, because they didn't send their pin and I couldn't use the old pin. Ridiculous, if you ask me, but, what the hey, as if they cared about my happiness.

And UOB? Within 7 working days huh. Well, I guess that means I'll have to wait until at least Thursday since I called you on Tuesday? This is ridiculous. I can't withdraw ANY money at all. Maybe I should just withdraw all my money and put it into Citibank. That'll learn you.

Yeah, so, in a most amusing twist of fate, the only way I could get any money at all was to convert my 50 ringgit into Sing dollars. 50 for 21.50 - bad deal if you ask me, considering my 50 ringgit note was worth much more several months ago. Meh. But what to do.

Then to top it off, I was approached by one of those donation drive people who asked me to buy one of their tickety things. For $10.

I was all "I don't have any money!" and he was like "Maybe you can look for an ATM?" and I was "Look, I'm having a very rough time here because my ATM cards can't be used for drawing money and I can only use credit cards!"

And he went "Oh." and I went "I'm sorry." and stalked off to do some retail therapy. Except that I didn't. Good thing too, the boots weren't worth it.

I'm very grumpy now. Where's the boyfriend I can force to stay up with me while I'm doing my work? The bashful one with speccys from my dream? The one with a large disposable income? The sweetheart with soft skin? Where is he?! WHERE?!

I don't think he exists.

:: nimezs @ 3:12 am [+] ::

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