am i allergic to pad thai???

i think i am. cos last night i had it again and i had the runs immediately after dinner. the boy says i should learn to fart right after every meal, i will feel better. n he goes on to demonstrate how it's done. in public, masking it with a truck tt drove past. he's an expert at doing this actually. the he continued with something else equally disgusting tt i wont mention. it's a boy thing i guess. so i said "is there anything disgusting u dont do?" he burst out laughing n said tt is so cute. wat so cute abt tt? i meant it.

anyway, i shall lay off the pad thai for now.

the boy got tipsy on tues night when i picked him up from the bar next to the office. n there he was ranting and bitching abt work with 4 other fellow creatives. funny, i always hear n bitch with suits, never with creatives and for the first time i see them like a bit poor thing. senior art director, associate creative director have to comp out storyboards themselves. senior writer got to shit out 4 tv scripts in 5 hours. hahahahahahaha! i asked where's the visualiser, they looked at me like i'm from another world.

while unpacking our brown boxes last night, the boy realised the packers packed in this travel wallet with dvds and books just cos they were sitting on the same shelf back home. n he found a couple of hundreds in it tt he forgot all about. he proudly proclaimed "it's like free money!!!!"

my heater in the apt is weird, it makes a super loud noise when it's turned on every 20 mins. like super loud. cannot sleep thru it kinda loud. so i called the concierge n he tells me "if u turn it on when it's cold outside it might make tt noise cos it's working hard to heat up the apt". eh idiot, if it's not cold outside, why in the world would i be turning on the freaking heater? jesus.

am off to have dim sum for lunch with the boy!!!!!