RETURN OF FARTMAN!

Fartday I'm In Love

I never really understood the song Friday I'm In Love, till today.

It's been a shitty boring week, and I can't wait for today to bloody end so that I can get my ass out of this office and into the normal world.

I really can't imagine having to work in a place like this in future. I'm definitely going to explore other places and environments for my next internship. Fine, we can't always get what we want, but working in an IT firm with boring China and Indian people and having everyone stick to themselves quietly and just stare at their screens the whole day, well, not really my cup of tea. I definitely need something that's a little more dynamic than this. Something a little more fun... like bartending. Hell yeah.. So cool that it's Friday. I'm in love with Fridays... sigh....

In any case, I've been having the worst case of the farts since I started on my diet. Apparently it's very common. Sometimes it's really quite funny.. like how I just fart more randomly than I already do.. but sometimes it's just quite disgusting. These times will definitely include showering when I can't escape the fart cos it's probably exacerbated by the hot water vapours and it just envelopes me cos I'm closed in on 4 sides. Granted, since the hot vapours mix in with methane and expand it, the mixture should theoretically rise.... but I think the problem might lie with the fact that either the water isn't hot enough, or my fart isn't hot enough. They need more energy for the molecules to escape. Another scenario will be when I'm just about to fall asleep, and I'm in that pre-REM state whereby I have the strange flickers of a dream. I hear a rumbling and the dream plays out into a small earthquake. I see the terrified faces of people... needing to get away, yearning and screaming to be free. Then the volcano erupts. And I wake up. Dang! What the hell??!?!

On another note.. I fucking hate tuna. Tuna is the worst-fucking-tasting fish on this planet. Sure, it's a shitload of protein and it has healthy Omega-3 fatty acids and it's big and it comes in nice dandy cans for convenience in times of earthquakes, but it really really really tastes like fucking wood shavings. Fucking Victor Pablo, our new hamster, will sleep peacefully on tuna. I never realised how I could hate a type of food so much.

This day better turn out well. I need to move away from the terminal now.. I just let one rip.. hope no one realises... la la la

posted by Da Buffalo! @ 11:40 AM