After that incident, the rest of the day was extremely hectic for me (last weeks of the month are usually my busiest period). I wrote a report to explain myself (read: redeem myself). I rushed home during lunch to bring a winter jacket that I promised to pass to my colleague but totally forgot to pack it the previous night, rushed back to the office for a meeting and followed-up some stuff that were due that morning.
Being the sweet girlfriend that she is, Bunny suggested we go for a full-body massage at Trinity Spa Therapy (newly opened gay-friendly joint). And when I met her near the spa, she came along with a sunflower to cheer me up. I've placed the sunflower on my work desk to remind me that nothing is worth getting upset over; not even your job:

The massage session wasn't too bad. We weren't entirely comfortable with it though, because the masseuse used a bit of acupuncture techniques and it was rather painful. They spent a lot of time on our shoulders, pressing the hardened muscles with their knuckles until it loosened. It was a great experience overall because we felt comfortable there, the co-owner is Bunny's friend and also...it's gay-friendly!
Dinner was at a Japanese restaurant at the IRA building (idiots that make us pay our taxes). The serving style there was similar to Marche's concept: you walk around the belt, pick up ice-cream sticks that represent different types food, consolidate these sticks into a cup on your table and they'll serve you the food.
Bunny's Perth friend was leaving SG soon and so we met her in town and headed to Alley Bar:

2 comments:
What a lovely sunflower!!!
Yeah, my tummy looks nicer...
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