Saturday, October 09, 2004

Plan B

I haven't read my horoscope for ages, but I'm sure the latest one for Librans goes something like this:

"Your week will start out fine, with lots of new faces and places. Just when you thought everything is going to culminate into one helluva beaut weekend, Fate reveals that it has other plans for you. Your birthday dinner plans will evaporate. Your social life will screech to a halt. Whoever you are rooting for will lose their lead and be defeated. You will be seeing lots of horses."

Sigh. The people have spoken. And it ain't what I'd like to hear. Basically, voters are telling Latham:"We like you, we really do, but maybe next time."

He entered the campaign with such amazing form. But as with the last election, Howard had totally cornered the market in last minute catch-ups. By Friday, the old man practically owned the race. Oh well. Aussies'd better get used to being bossed around by the US.

Friday turned out to be a cakeless anti-climax of a birthday. Plan A was dashed because of a change in schedule, and Plan B consisted of a hit-and-run pasta dinner at the Polo Club, after which I had to rush back to complete my work. It sucks to spend birthday night all dressed up and all alone. It's like Heaven forgot about you or something.

It wasn't so long ago (last week?) when there were people to ask you out almost every day of the week. Where did everyone go?








1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

orh.. u poor baby... come lemme give u a hug...

oh by the way, i finally got ur prezzie!! lurve them!! MUAKS!!!

5:13 PM  

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