Category: My Good Life

I divide munchies for a living. No kidding. My partner-in-crime, she volunteered to get the job done but wait – how difficulty can that be right? I grabbed four shopping bags of candies and mini-chocolate bars in excess of S$100 home and started dividing them into four piles of munchies.

I riped the first bag of munchies up with such an enthusiasm and energy and in awe, I saw all the candies tossed into the air flying in different directions. Bad start. Not only that, I saw bits and pieces of chocolates and what not landed onto my floor together with an ant. Oh My God! My floor! Alright, I quickly pulled out my newspapers and continue the division. (Note: I don’t eat munchies in real life, my wife Cynthia does.)

Being the obsessive compulsive me, I made sure each pile has the exact number of munchies plus or minus one. Each pile is for 70 people’s one day consumption next week. After packing them up into four carrier bags, I frowned. Between now and next week, how am I to keep them safe from my munchies monster aka (a) my wife and my house pets aka (b) the ants?!

I mean, look at what does one bag of munchies mean? Cynthia will go mad seeing that and could finish them in a weekend! Well, since she is still in Bandung. Let me worry about that later.

But the ants! They are like everywhere! My toothbrush, my LCD monitor, my CDs, my floor …

So I pulled out the oven tray, filled it up with water, rested a plate on top on the steamer stand, and have my four days worth of munchies so unreachable by the ants. I would seriously be amazed if my house pets aka the ants can find a way in.

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Alright, my friends told me that it is kind of hard to see from the picture how much munchies are there in one pile because it was all piled up. So I spread them out and took another picture. My friend asked where are Hershey’s Cookies & Cream … and I went … eh. She asked for Kit Kat’s funky flavours … and again, I went … eh. She asked how many munchies in one pile. Oh well, I did a count …

As shown in the picture above, there is an estimation of 240 munchies for 70 adults in one day.

I met my favourite doctor this morning again. How are you, he asked me. Well I am HERE! was my reply. After some brief examination, I looked at him in puzzlement and his wise reply was – the virus has spread (oh no?!) and it is still lingering. He delivered the news with such a happy face that I really couldn’t read his mind.

I am going to give you something to clear the phlegm, he said. And then he asked, with a frown, if I want some lozenges. Of course I need! Give me more! Give me many! You sure, he inquired. Duh?!

Finally, he told me that he would give me some cough pills. No, no, no! Give me cough mixture! The one that knocks me off to bed! Not sure he felt taken aback by my challenging of his authority, he reinterated that the cough pills are good for me. They won’t knock me off to bed.

When I collected my pills and my well deserved medical certificate, I stared at the cough pills label in disbelieve. It said: May Caused Drowsiness.

Duh!

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Alright, these cough pills are potent. They knocked the living crap out of me and sent me straight to bed. Side effects including headaches and wanting to puke. I think I would live with the cough itself and have more lozenges.

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I am still not well … you see, the “eyes” are for my throat and the “mouth” is for my nose. I still got upset by Friday’s headline news (see blog of previous day) and today, I have written a song called “Not the Lesser of Two Evils”.

Now, take a look at my lozenges … the label said: suck 1 lozenges 4 times a day and do not exceed 12 within 24 hours. The problem is, I NEED more than 1 lozenges every 4 hours. Aarrgh!