today's monday. again. it used to get on my nerves on sunday afternoon at 4pm... the agonising waking up process... the "i can't believe it's a new WORK week" nonsense running in my head... the horrible trudge to take the train, sealing in my fate with the rest of the working population of "tiny island" for another 5 perilous days... absolute torture. these days, i'm a little luckier cos there's no 8.30am train to catch at tanah merah nor rush for the 9am (oh please! yawn!) meeting. i wake up at 7.30am and catch the morning show (cept now it's not cna but abc) till 8am when it's time to wake the man. just getting hao-e out of bed, which is in itself an abominable task involving many a time, some cajoling and even raised voices and threats. during this short time, i'll be busy making breakfast (currently rotating between waffles, bagels, toast, honey bunches of oats, and quick-cook oats), matching his tops to his bottoms and shoes,...