Sunday

Did not attend church this morning. Was on call and had to come into the hospital. So literally worked 7 days this week. Planning to catch some sleep in the afternoon in order to wake up fresh, alert and energetic for tennis with Christie later. Trying to get my stroke back...oh why have you left me? But have kidnapped Chi Meng's racquet and will see whether that helps. Still not sure on which racquet to buy. Also not sure on what budget to set. End of the year...ALL my annual insurance (life, car, endownment) fees due...don't pay monthly and as such will suffer a huge shock when October's credit card bill appears in the post box.

Speaking of tennis...yay! Roger 'suave' Federer has clinched the U.S Open title for the fourth year running. The match started at 5 am (Monday) local time. I did not stay up for it la. Just managed to squash the jet lag I was having...so decided not to chance it. But as I was leaving the house (at around 7:10 am) I turned on the telly and only just managed to watch FedEx cruise his way home. As a consequence of that detour, I had to run all the way to my evil punch clock. Clocked in at 7:58 am...hah...thought you could get me this time, din't cha? Alright, going for lunch. Starving. Only had a salad last night. Was too unmotivated to go out and eat. Did not even have any decent flavoured maggi mee in the kitchen...bah! Time to hit Tesco.