recently, there has been an ARMY, or rather ARMIES, of ants invading my home... they appear out of nowhere... crawling on my desk... my dining table, my floor... everywhere!!! and i dun kill ants... so i end up 'blowing' them away when i see them... then they'll come crawling back again and i'll blow them away again... this inane process can continue on for hours on my study desk... maybe for these few days, or weeks, to come, i may be even able to name them individually and call them my pets.....

a frend of mine blogged about replacing the word fish for f**k... wat a good idea i tot... some examples are:

wat the fish!

fishing rod

fish you!

fishfinger

fish and chips

ain't the replacement good? sounds nice too. and a sure way to vent your frustration the next time u feel like saying the forbidden word but dun wanna sound uncivilised. hehe.

next time....

for the meanwhile, i shall still be throned MUGGER PERSONIFIED (with 'occasional' tv watching) + SUPPER EATER PERSONIFIED..... YIKES!!!!!!!