Holidays? What for?

After a week off work in which I strapped myself into the couch, played DS and watched dvds I started back at it yesterday. One of my bosses asked me whether I went away. I said no and that its odd. When I stay here in Singapore during time off work periods I'd rather be at work quite frankly.

It was at this point in the conversation that my mind was screaming what the hell is wrong with you?! It's holidays! But honestly? I love sleeping in, but there's really not all tat much to do after that. I'm more motivated when I'm working than when I'm not. Yes, I've devolved into one of those people that defines themselves, at least somewhat, by their work.

Spoke to M on the phone last night. He told me that I shouldn't bother with weekends away because for the same price I could buy an X-box. After all, which one would give me more love? I hung my head and admitted that the SeXX-box would give me far more love. Damn him for being right.

Finished Battlestar Galactica so will be posting something on that in the next day or two.

Will be grouchy if work calls me early tomorrow

Gave in to stomachy temptation and changed my flights so I'm heading back to Melbourne a couple of days earlier. When I booked in May I was able to get 10 days back home for a reasonable price but any more than that was an extra $800!! When I called today they told me I could extend in any way I wanted free of charge. Is the economy really $800 worse off? I couch that in terms of things that we (expats anyhow) have to pay. Either way I have just another reason to praise global downturns. I know this is all going to suck for far too many to count, but frankly this works in my favour.

As much as I say it's all about my stomach I realised today that the fact is that I'm just a bit homesick. Can't wait to see my sisters and my parents. Very concerned about my eldest sister. She asked me to stay at her place if I want to on the pretext that her airedale needs some looking after. So I'll do as she asks. Of course it's just to look after the airedale. For a dog-hater I'm good like that ;)

That, and I just have the strong need to get away from Singapore.

For the last 9 months I've been hating my job. Largely because I didn't think I was doing it as well as I'm capable, so distracted was I by my study. The last two days? I loved being there. Honestly. I forgot that I used to love that feeling. In conversation today the concept of introverts and extroverts came up. Noone ever believes that I'm actually very shy. They laugh when I tell them I used to skip any kind of presentation at university because I couldn't bear the thought of being in front of even 10 people let alone the amounts I deal with now. 10%? Who really cares? I'd rather take my chances out of 90% than take my chances with the slavering beasties that make up university tutorial groups. Anyhow, there it is. I'm not what I appear to be. Terrifying, isn't it? Not as terrifying as doing a job you hate. So I'm happy because work has made me happy after so long.

It's been a Ben Folds kind of night. The first two are just two of the most gorgeous songs ever written and the third just an excellent cover.