I'm in a Mood... but not the right kind!
I should probably be bullet'n, but I just don't feel like getting out my Geeky gun and shootin' the shit. So, please, just hang in there for a very disjointed post.
I just discovered two comments that had not been published from last week's Another Blonde Moment post! I'm very sorry Cristina and Curiosity Killer. WTH? Google is supposed to send me an email when I have comments! I don't understand how this could've happened. Maybe Google's gettin' too big for their britches (again)?
SJ invited me to join the "This Is Today" group on Flickr. I did ok for... what??? three days? Such is life, but then again, my life has been the picture below for the last couple of weeks!
As much as I love living in Singapore, I also HATE these dreary, rainy days. The mold is starting to make me sick (sinusitis), just the same as I would have bad allergy attacks in the early fall in TN, NY, and GA. When we lived in SoCal, the only time the boys and I ever got sick was during the Santa Ana winds. I'd put the boys down for a nap, and Jimbo would wake up 2 hours later with his eyes swollen shut! This isn't that bad, but I can feel some nastiness coming on.
So, tonight, I was out in the "maid's room" (no, I don't have one, but most people do) reading and smoking (no commentary is needed on that bad habit, kthnx!). So, anyway, I'm out there and then I hear this stupid horn beeping "beep----beep-beep-beep-----beep----beep-beep-beep!" This was happening every 15 minutes. I wanted to shout out my "window" (there is no actual glass) like the guy in "Network", "I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore!!!" Actually, I wanted to shout much worse obscenities, but I refrained because, uh, you know, I'm 50 and all. I'm supposed to be a nice lady. Anyway, this went on for what seemed like forfu&*ingever (see, I'm being ladylikekinda?), then it stopped.
That's when I heard...
I couldn't believe that I could hear them over the usual outdoor noises that go with living in this area. The Shangri-La has humongous aircons directly across from our building that run continuously in addition to the beeping buses and the garbage trucks. Before this building sold en-bloc, the rubbish chute was washed weekly, and the water tank was cleaned regularly. The new management may still be doing those things, but maybe the mice needed to relocate?
OK, that's part of city living, and country living too. The problem is that these mice here are big, scary, and loud! Same as the gecko who lives in the crack of our bedroom window. He's getting bigger and fatter. I only know that because of his regular "deposits" on the window ledge.
3 comments:
Eh... no worries about the comment bit.
But I HATE mice!!! EWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! Gives me shudders just thinking about it.
ANd regarding the crappy the weather -- since I'm so close to you... I'm pretty sure I can relate. I quit smoking because the pollution gave me all the chemicals I need.
No joke.
Noise and pollution certainly go hand in hand. And the mice, I suppose, who I don't hate. In fact, I'm rather fond of them but NOT when they are rummaging around in the walls. But the thing we're not supposed to comment on.... the...you know .... shsssss..... I'm trying, I really am. But I will say this. I'd rather see curses come out your mouth than smoke. Now curses and smoke. That is really bad. And what if mice smoked? And cursed? How bad is that?
As long as they're not laboratory mice, who are always getting cancer from everything.
We have mice that bitch about the size of the closets. Annoying.
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