  urlLink Things to do, places to see, faces to meet, water to drink... "Gullible's Travels" strikes again. Apologies to our fellow countrymen, but I won't be settling my ass anywhere near the stadium to plug my ears during the flypast and usual singsong, nor will I be settling it anywhere near the esplanade for a full free view of exploding fireworks. Such a wonderful celebration to welcome in a new PM. Nevertheless, I am returning to the mothership and reporting for holiday duty. I dare say I'm excited even though it's not the best time I should leave. Leaving the hubz, homies, girlies, all behind.
Not good . I'm sure the true ones will understand eh? Hee. They know me. I have to get away from all this... Would have loved to go visit a dear galpal (whom I miss talking to very much) or jet on a longer flight to elsewhere, but alas I have to stick with BUDGET 2004 if I want to make it for another friend's wedding in Melb. Ahh... In the meantime, there's just SO much to do before I make like a baby and head out. Stress. Over and out. 
