What's next?

Nothing much to blog about, but I didn't want the angsty post to linger at the top of the page for too long, like my inner three-year-old moppet clawing mercilessly for attention. Thanks for all the encouraging thoughts, people.

Today, I, er, didn't go to work. That's all I'll say about that.

Terz and I popped into Katong Shopping Centre in the afternoon, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was nowhere as sleazy inside as it looks on the outside. Terz was delighted to find that Morgan is still intact, although it's moved to a new shop space, and still sells plenty of military models and the like. And we found a store that reminded us of the sadly-defunct Entertainment Realty, formerly at Holland Village, although it seemed to stock mostly posters and T-shirts, not so much cool figurines and other fan paraphernalia.

It's time to go watch TV, so I leave you with this over at flights: Signs you've been in Singapore too long. Needless to say, far too much of it resonates with me.