I've been making my rounds in the office. Up, down, up, down. It's tiring when your department is split between three floors. But it's okay.

At long last, I do not have to work on Saturdays anymore, unless it's terribly necessary. Awesome decision, Board Guys. I love all of you so much. I don't even mind working the extra daily half-hour. It's not a big deal at all.

Eric's car is almost ready. He says all he needs now is to get new seats, maybe bucket ones (whatever they are) and a new exhaust system. I don't get men with their cars, but he invests so much into making sure the car looks okay.

How come he doesn't want to invest in my beauty regime hoh? I want a spa, and a beauty-makeover too. I might want to go for slimming sessions. Marie France, can or not? If an old Honda can deserve it, why can't I deserve it?

I sound so shallow up there.

I'm ranting, you know I'm ranting. It's because… I can't get used to this life. I mean. Maybe the holidays were far too long. I need a getaway. I'm glad I'm getting one. Next week. Colmar Tropicale. or Awana Genting. One place only for a meeting. Which is better?

Which is a better place for a meeting and a weekend getaway?