the Bear SG just finished a fucking useless "strategic planning" bullshit request for input which is worth less than fetid diseased hyena diarrhoea my poor colleague is trying to document the huge clusterfuck of a litany of mistakes made by the fucking vendor (it's chinese so i have no idea what the fuck is going on) tomorrow, i have to write something which some dog-buggering deluded brownnose had the audacity to put a 5,000 word limit when we barely have enough material for 100.. he has also asked for video clips of events past when we do not even have the budget for a fucking camera, let alone a video camera.. it's been a worse than a total clusterfuck of a day for me.. and worse of all, i'm tired as all heck.. suddenly feel a need for a cigarette
tare SG erm... the healthy ones? i sending emails out then go get groceries then go home and faint liao....
the Bear SG to think in the not-so-distant past, i was going through a pouch of Drum Shag Tobacco every few days
the Bear SG oh crap... realised what i could not remember.. i'm to stay in office until around 7-ish.. going for Mass in a while.. maybe i'll just go to church now.. pray for a peaceful end of May... okay.. i'm off now
