My CNY

My CNY = Chicken, roast duck, roast pork, fried fish, pork trotters for breakfast + lunch + dinner. Every year it’s the same kind of food – mostly meats. Arrrgh, I feel so carnivorous. For the next 2 months, I’m going to be a vegetarian. Friends, please note if you’re meeting me for dinners.

Went for a private massage at Lynn’s JB place yesterday. My, the malay masseur was really using a hell lot of strength. She even kneaded my front part as if they are some dough for making pratas. My back (lucky, not my front) is bruised now. My shoulders are aching. Aren’t massages supposed to be rejuvenating? I feel lethargic now. Had extreme tendencies to gravitate towards any lying-inducing objects/ surfaces in the house. Had even greater difficulty peeling myself off them once lied down.

Maybe it was last night’s mahjong session. Played with the usual gang at home, but up the stakes for CNY. For first time, we used my brand new green velvety mahjong table. But I didn’t manage to recover the table costs. In fact the sole winner completely wiped out all my ang pow money after playing the entire night :( Must start doing something. Have been losing too many pairs of Charles and Keith shoes and way too many GG5 tops lately. Maybe I should stop playing for a while and conduct a mahjong player evaluation session instead. I should start observing from behind and check out everyone’s playing styles before formulating my own winning formula. Ya, I shall do that. Everyone jio me only after you’ve got all the 4 players okie? :) Lalalallalallalalalala…