It’s the final countdown…….neh neh neh neh neh neh neh neh. Yeah, it’s that song

I’ve submitted a job application over the weekend. Also discussed with my Dad about another job option which is second best if the 1st job didn’t work out (but I’d have to go back to school for it, which I fucking dread). I’m not especially keen about working, but I’d like to be able to save up for a humble place called home (that I’m just going to paint poop green, hang loads of framed black and white portraits of MYSELF and concrete floors), a 1990 SL-Class and maybe the annual Gucci tote (without getting into a freakin’ debt).

I haven’t done any Xmas shopping. I still have some paycheques I haven’t collected (yay), not a lot of money (blah) but enough to get something decent (ok). The cheques better be ready middle of next week.

My Xmas wishlist, just in case anyone of you like to get me something, hehehehehhe.

-Black Ipodnano or any tiny mp3 player that I could strap to my arm or something while working out.

-A Japanese style queen size bedframe. Something like this….

I heart…

-A purse that doesn’t look tacky.

-Another perfume won’t hurt.

-What’s a little tiff over Tiffany?

Daddy….

Mommy….

Lottery….

-A bouquet of 999 roses.

-(Kidding about the flowers). RM 3500, cash preferred.

-(Kidding about the cash too)

-This is not for everyone: A kiss from you (and a lifetime of sexual slavery) would suffice.

-The rest on Amazon wishlist.