Impending Doom! They’re coming! I hope Harisson Ford and whatever-that-guy-who-played-Luke-Skywalker-name-is come to my rescue on the amazing Millennium Falcon!
Anyway, this is the view from the window next to my desk in the office. Those cranes really remind me of those gigantic mammoth(esque) walkers from Star Wars.
Dropped by the NUS museum again after a quick lunch. It’s so nice to be able to immerse myself in culture during lunch break! It’s my 3rd visit there and I’ve just realised that they have another level above! Contains the Ng Eng Teng permanent collection (I must say I love his work! There’s this still life of durian, rambutans and mangosteens from his early years that looks like Georgette Chen’s, I was wondering if they painted the same scene together). I’ll definitely pay more visits to the museum, I haven’t really gone through the iron sculpture from Spanish artist exhibition thingy, so yeah now I have more things to occupy myself during lunch break – other than eating and staring into space. Although the museum is quite small, it’s just never enough to really stare and wonder at everything during lunch break. I’m thinking maybe I should arrange for someone to take me on a tour or something there. That would be really nice.
The museum visit made me happy. But the weather is a bummer. Couple of weeks back it’s been just super hot sunshine. Now it starts to rain almost everyday, too. So in one day, the weather goes like this: cheerful sunny sunrise, dark cloudy skies, half hour drizzle, super hot sun with some rainclouds hanging (which makes it almost unbearably humid), then followed by dissapointing pouring, and stabilises around drizzles/overcast sky until dark.
I think I have a cavity (or more). Better make a dentist appointment ASAP. I hate to imagine that the cavity will grow bigger and start eating into whole teeth, and my jaw, and eventually my whole face.
On another note, France sounds like a nice place to work in. From CBS: http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/06/27/60II/main704571.shtml
“… Like most Frenchmen, Marchand has no guilt about taking so much time off. In fact, it’s the law: full-time workers in France are guaranteed at least five weeks vacation — guaranteed those long lazy days in the sun, and leisurely lunches in outdoor cafes.
On top of the five weeks, there are another dozen public holidays, and a maximum 35-hour work week, with no paid overtime allowed. Managers like Marchand, who work more than 35 hours a week, get more time off.”
