To the BATMOBILE

Sunday, May 03, 2009

help i'm alive!

Few people outside the SAF would understand the agony of having the delightfully enviable choice between getting eaten alive by primordial man-eating mosquitoes and the less-than-gentle burning of army-issue industrial insect repellant (recommended as a cheap and effective form of prisoner interrogation). Thankfully for myself, the Great and Wondrous Butlerman (trademarked), the experience was relatively short-lived... only a matter of 5 soul-sucking days in a desolate camp, where despite the sympathethic allowances of bringing a handphone - Starhub apparently doesn't service jungles (can't imagine why not! Think of the customer base... Surviving orang laut villagers and various supernatural ghosties of malay folklore).

Stranger still, is the fact I seem to be the sole member of the human race (or the last remaining son of the planet Butlertron, sent to Siglap, Earth to serve as its protector cum ill-equipped poster boy - whichever way you look at it) who can emerge from the heatwave equivalent of an SAF operations exercise looking as pale as Edward Cullen after skin bleaching.

Fastforward to today, 4 hours from needing to wake up to head to the godforsaken wastes of Kranji (and I thought Sembawang was bad - the gods make a mockery of my complaints), and as much as I would have liked to bemoan Butlerman's well-exposed social ineptness and history of failure around the opposite sex as encapsulated by a surreal saturday night in Zouk, I rather get some sleep.

TO THE BATMOBILE
and then to Kranji?

posted by butler at 6:15 pm
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