Monday, May 21, 2007

What the ****

Went to see the GP this morning.

Doctor: Are you working?
Me: No
Doctor: So you are a housewife.
Me: ?????!?????

****! Must have looked like a housewife! Am so so so so glad I'm going back to work soon.

Right, now back to scrubbing the toilet feverishly.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

In the context, "scrubbing the toilet feverishly" is brilliant.

Well done!

Consider writing as a career.

Picture this:

1. One Novel - 6 months
2. Bestseller - a couple of million bucks
3. Hollywood Blockbuster - a few more millions

Retire.

Carrie said...

Heheh... Thanks for the compliment!

Anonymous said...

Oi! It's not a compliment! It's a business proposition. I get 10%

On or not?

Carrie said...

Hahaha...now you're setting fire to my imagination too! (",)

Check out this entry: http://eggsnchicks.blogspot.com/2006/11/books.html
and then this one: http://eggsnchicks.blogspot.com/2007/04/rumpleous-has-been-murdered.html

and then tell me again if you're still interested in the book business.

Anonymous said...

Can't tell... it's just a letter of rejection an reflection on how authors get only 25%

Where's your writing? I'm thinking of writing a book too... have a synopsis. Will share over dinner.

http://danesh.wordpress.com/2007/03/06/writing-for-fun/

Anonymous said...

I can see glimpses of your literary imagination:

You were coughing and we could hear the phlegm in your throat vibrating like a whole battalion of little tin soldiers drumming with bamboo sticks on hollow pipes.

Carrie said...

I only vaguely recall writing that. But hey, a phlemy cough does sound like that hor? Let's chat more over dinner lah!