WaffleJungle

It’s been such a wonderful day today. Peppered with wonderful little memories.

Met Candy & Jacq for dinner at Lenas.

Built Sand Castles and played in the dark with Sarah.

Souvenir from a Friend - Sunshine Brooches

J: I’m going home to do abit of work tonight.

D: Why? Tonight? Its Sunday!

J: Well, I like to get a head start on Monday. Do some work first. I love my job!

D: What kind of GAY job is that? If given a choice, I rather not work *groans*

Hearing this lively banter between two of my most loved friends made all of us present burst into laughter. The fact that they are both gay made the joke a tad funnier than it would have been otherwise.

Jokes aside, I’ve been pondering about the bits of truth in what they said.

How many of us fall into J’s spectrum and how many falls into D’s? Are you looking for a career as opposed to a job, willingly putting in the extra hours or effort, or are you just working, going through the motions and just working for the sake of an income? My experience is that most of the people I’ve come across are Ds with only a splattering of Js. (Extreme Ds are usually the whiners and job-hoppers. But its also true that they tend to suck at their work attitude and/or skills and possess more than a handful of lazy bones. Rare, but I do know a couple whom I sincerely believe need to be granted PR status on the Disastrous Employees of the Millennium list.)

Work commitment and passion should not be mixed up nor used interchangeably too. I take pride in my work and have no qualms in putting in the extra hours but that doesn’t mean I love my job. The extra hours are because I feel an obligation towards meeting my standard of excellence for a task I’m assigned responsibility to. But I have to admit, after awhile, the grind of long hours and a constant snow-balling of tasks at hand makes me feel dreary and jaded. It doesn’t help that my fiance has just given me a rating of 9.5 out of 10 on the workaholic scale.

I need an outlet. And I’m keeping my fingers crossed.

I realise I’ve double… no, its TRIPLE! booked myself this weekend. Alas, how forgetful of me.

Just this morning I was telling a friend that its ironic my ex-colleague would give me a bottle of Memore (Ocean Health memory boosting supplement) when all I did so far was to forget to take it. And now, I went and overbooked myself. Really! If these are not signs of aging, I have no clue what is!

So here’s a list of things I must NOT forget to do this weekend:

Saturday

1. Visit MAAD @ Red Dot Design Museum

This is the Monthly collective event for designers to gather and showcase their wares. Mental note to bring more cash along! Spree Spree!

MAAD - Sep 2009

2. Dinner @ Ikoi with Friends

Much looked forward to event. Partly to catch up, satisfy our sashimi cravings and to comfort each other that having sushi for buffet is less sinful that normal international buffets. Plus fish is good for the brain. Very noble reason (excuse) to binge.

Sashimi - Go Ikoi!

3. Jazz by the Beach @ Sentosa

For the whole of September, Sentosa has lined up a series of Jazz performances by Siloso Beach.

5 Sep: Dylan Foster Quartet and k’Ass
12 Sep: The Fusionazz Project and Casey & Friends
19 Sep: Maya Nova featuring Rick Smith and Ireson
26 Sep: Nusound and Angelita & Friends

Looks like I will have to forgo Dylan Foster and k’Ass. Darn, now I can’t find out if they really kick ass or ends up making me feel like kicking their’s.

Sunday!

1. Qwirkii.com

A little online project, the brainchild of Su and I and the Hitler of my brain cells.

I should complete the logo drafts and finalize it soon for the launch before the time I seppuku my next birthday cake.

2. Material Shopping

Am short of nice bits of ribbon, colored Zips, some metal parts and oh yes, which reminds me.. Barnslig’s tie is frayed again. I swear, that lion is a miniature shredding machine.

Also do need to take photos of the finished stuff I have.

3. House Shopping

Easier said then done. Alot of legwork, alot of considerations. Am not looking forward my marriage status co-habiting with that of being heavily in debt.

*waves fist in air* Damn you HDB. How do the government expect their population to have families when they welcome marriages with a gift of the 40-year debt. I might as well keep Facebook kids. Less of a financial burden, mental stress and I skip the adolescence emo nonsense all together. I don’t even have to dread the day I might have to explain the birds and bees to my kid! One bonus point to Virtual Reality!

Now that I’ve put down a weekend in words. I hope I’ll remember them!