At the end of a journey

Just wanna sleep before going back to the work grind again. Too many weddings and grilling sesions. And I'm much too exhausted after the drive back to write much :) Takes 6 hours from Penang to Melaka at a slow cruise. Hell, I admit it, I drive like a hellbent maniac - and that's one of the few similarities I share with my ISO ( well, that and our oversexed libidos ).

I absolutely love driving, I admit it, but it does get boring staring at the long winding road all day long with only a few shrubs and trees to provide some eyecandy ( would be different if they stuck some hunky, shirtless guys by the roadside! I should propose that to the Works Ministry to reduce road traffic accidents! ). Spent the hours listening to Blue, Alejandro Sanz and Michael Buble. Have I mentioned how much I love Alejandro Sanz's sexy voice?

Oh yeah - keep this quiet... - and don't tell the police but I whiled the time sending messages too. What can I say, I'm addicted! It's terribly difficult getting me on the cellphone at work so I usually resort to sending messages. Much easier than interrupting a sobbing relative during a lengthy explanation of how their parent passed on. Not a good idea to break the solemn conversation to gossip about a guy's extraordinarily large package while someone's life is at stake :)