Blogs can be such dangerous tools.

But they can add much excitment to an otherwise mundane life.

Anyway, here I am, back home once again. My senses of excitment are now numbed by this routine... but nevertheless I'm just glad to be able to spend Christmas at home.

The flight would have been perfect if not for some old Englishman on his virgin flight sleeping next to me with his mouth open and breath stinking of stale wine. Entertainment-wise was lovely... caught I, Robot and The Manchurian Candidate. Marc saw me off from Heathrow, making sure the box of a dozen (now minus a few) Krispy Kremes were in good order. ZF came to meet me at the airport... a first... and came round to my place for dinner and some chats. :) Old times, old mates.

Emperor's Gate is gonna be so quiet. My entire household's leaving for Spain in the morning... Lionel's gone off to New York, Charl's going home... which leaves Lu, his sis, and Yishan.

posted by Husky @ 12/17/2004 06:50:08 PM  |