Just refuelled after eating yesterday's evening's leftover fried rice, dressed in pepper and added some coolant to my furnace-temperated engine.

The MP3 ripper isn't functioning correctly when I was trying to extract a chorus from one of Serene's favourite song, to be succeeding the current ringtone, 蝶恋, which, according to her, is a sad song...oops, didn't notice the lyrics but the composition of the music, along with Queen's voice made a good combi.

Sludge clearance to commence in an hour's time as the oiliness in the cuttlefish balls and sausage has caused a little discomfort in the throat.

ICQ tone came through my phone; it was Serene's message as she had already taken lunch; mine will be in a while as the previous refuelling was for the morning; dad & mum had gone out for their own time together for lunch, sister still in slumberland, with only myself and 5 tortoises awake. Tortoise Lord seems to be unwell and not moving even when prodding him and touching his head...don't tell me that his time is coming to an end soon?

Official lunch is here!