the weekend gluttony

So my gourmet gang and I gathered together again during the weekend celebrating the new world that somebody is oldER. The restaurant was fancy, the atmosphere was pleasant and the food was great. While we were working our way toward the dessert, one memeber started the drawing game we do on the paper napkin before food comes at restaurants (a.k.a. the animal quiz). After a couple rounds of warming up, Ivy, our lady of tranquility and quick wit, grabbed the pen and drew something like this on the table:

Silence fell upon people who claim to have Discovery Channel on the background at home and we were striving to find the name of an animal that matches this pic of utter simplicity. But I almost passed out when I heard the answer.

It was calamari.

What's even more horrifying was somebody actually got it right.

.............

I took it as a dangerous sign that we should go out more.

insomnia talk

Just imagine.

Imagine a dot six inches underneath your feet and focus your mind on it.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Imagine a sphere of light swirling in the space you are now hovering above. Imagine it expanding underneath your being. Imagine immersing yourself in the warm light.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Imagine yourself sinking into the earth. Imagine yourself leaving where you are at your life. Imagine that you are at least heading somewhere. Imagine you don't have to be you.

Just imagine.

Keep breathing in and keep breathing out. You are in the swirling light dissolving you, your being. The exhaustion takes over. The drowsiness sets in.

While you're leaving, imgaine, if you know how to, a brand new bright day you've never waken up to.

something hard to get out from my mind

Okay so this is how the lame joke goes:

An earthworm is bored so he cuts himself into halves and plays badminton.
His mom sees this and thinks what a good idea it is. So she cuts herself into quarters and plays poker.
His dad sees this and rushes to chop himself into small pieces on the chop board.
"What are you doing?!" the mother asks.
The father says, "Well I want to play football..."

All my friends moaned at the end of this joke but it took me like two days to get the pictures out of my head:)

After knowing how stupid it is giggling at the office every 30mins, I pulled myself together and looked for some more jokes... of course, at work.

Ha.

D.