15 November 2007

An Hour In The Life Of Dennis

I'm sitting my ass in the Coffee Bean at Raffles Hospital and I'm bored. The sofa should be comfy but it's not. The music kinda sucks. The people here are nothing to look at. Even the people walking by outside today look like they were beaten by an ugly stick, or maybe an ugly stick could have improved their looks.

I've just started a game of online snooker against somebody with a blank record but obviously he/she has played before. And I've obviously lost my touch after resting my snooker cue for a few weeks and switching back to Yahoo Pool.

I'm cursing myself for not bringing this laptop's base, at least then I could have been playing Football Manager 2008 at the same time. Surfing the Internet and playing snooker at the same time just isn't enough for someone with my multi-tasking skills.

My snooker opponent has resigned after I took a 40-point lead with just the last 3 balls remaining. He types something in Polish as he leaves the table, I have no earthly clue what he means. I'd like to think my snooker skills didn't deteriorate too much but I won't kid myself. Maybe this new opponent with a rating of 6788 will show me how it should be done.

5.30pm strikes and it seems my wait is nearly over. Time to end this post.