Had an elated birthday celebration with my twin and close to 26 cca members. It had been a pleasant night, except for the fact not all invited turn up, we got cake-smashed, and my mood wasn't amiable. It has been accepted that the day my mother laboured painfully wasn't too exclusive within my social circle. There exist in my knowledge already five of us clamouring to experience the worldly on the same day, four in the same year. Won't it be interesting to gather all and see how different we all are, thus disreputing the reliability of horoscopes and zodiac signs.
It is easiest to be alone in a crowded room. It was a pleasant night, however, to transit to the 2.1st decade of my disorganised life, in the company of so many others and the reception of so many well-wishes and gifts. Happy bdae, twin.
Been many days since the last sight of the two tissue-peddlars. How are they now? Selling the small tissue packs elsewhere, where there are more samaritarians, or where there are no summons to fend off, or their families have decided they have been working too hard, or they have found alternative means of support? Hope they are living better.
VRE. Bacteria which bear anti-antibiotics genes. Truly terrible, if the genes successfully replicate and parasite in other organisms. Hope we'll win in this battle.
Slacker's life. No immediacy, urgency, emergency. Laid-back, aloof, transcendent? Nope, plain lazy.
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