+..My Weather Today:Thunderstorm & Strong Wind..+

Nah I'm not giving you any weather reports.

Its inside me. My tummy has been rumbling since yesterday. I would love to let it go with turbocharged inter-cooler but man, I can't. It stuck *in* there making me sick, gives me headache and makes me walk like a faggot. Yes. I still have it now. Its *present tense*. How the hell I'm going to recuperate? It made my plans go haywire. I can't jog nor swim.

Funnily (and weirdly) enough Boe was also experiencing what I had. Kan ke dia ni suke meniru? Susah tol. If I get sick he will also gets one! He said his tummy hurts like hell. He was afraid that he was having another high blood pressure attack again (still so young but with that kinda hectic lawyer-cum biz kinda lifestyle? Heh I'm not even surprise). So I had to shiatsu him behind both his ears, pulling his cuping "Spock" upwards and massage in between his eyes and behind his head. What to do? Since I know shiatsu, and Boe needed something to release his ache. Then, "Burrrppp...burrpp.."

"Ala you ni angin je laa, makan tak betul..."
"La tadi ok, jumpa you je rasa nak sakit itu n ini.."
"Mengada, kan? orang yg sakit dulu, suke tiru-tiru laa"

At the moment I can feel my tummy's bloating like a balloon. My angin is blocked, probably because of some urat misalignments. It was inside me and it killed my appetite. My mood changed from a sunny sun shine to a gloomy day, awaiting for a hurricane to hit everybody in the office. I didn't answer the stupid calls the receptionist were trying to connect. I even moodily answered my Boss' questions with a poker face and looked very uninterested. What made it worse, I was having my monthly womanly circulation.

Boe was affected by my gloomy thunder storm mood. He only said, "thank you dear" but I was fuming mad as he never called me that before. I said "deer" is for kambeng gals that he know, not me. He even apologized and said that he was worried whenever I sent that kinda sms to him. Ohh! HE SHOULD, baby!!

Yesterday, while he was having his "attack", he said, "you know starting July 31, I want to stop smoking and start a healthier lifestyle. With this kinda lifestyle, I won't live that long!"
"Tau pun..."
Hahaha...I know I'm a gf from hell but for me that is meant for his motivation. I even asked him to watch Home & Health Channel for the "How to Live Longer" program.

Oh poor Baby Boe.
and poor tummy...

P/s: I've tried drinking gaseous can of 100 Plus, drank hot water and massaged behind both legs. Ziltch. Nada. It worked rather s.l.o.w. I want it to disappear FAST. How meh?