flaming hot peri-peri

The moment I set foot into my house, my body instantly sensed the abrupt change of temperature and I knew my body will not tolerate the humidity...not instantly at least.

This is the problem I face everytime I come back to my desert home. Deserts are supposed to be bloody freezing during the night but this desert I am living in, Cyberjaya, is completely the antithesis of the common characteristics shared by all deserts.


I need to chill out in front of two 17" fan. And yet, the wind is bloody warm.


I am typing in a very awkward position, which I will illustrate to you shortly because I can hardly move my neck now. I have no table in my room yet, which is why I have to do my typings, chattings, surfings on the bed - flat.

Will be checking out some dirt cheap furnitures in the nearest populated area tmr...Puchong, I guess.

Let's hope I could iron everything out straight before I kill myself over the extreme adjustments my body has to get accustomed with.



This is when I dream of Iceland. Or just a plain block of ice will do the trick. But ice melts under high temperatures. Futile effort.

If only we could have some freak weather now...i.e, snow, blizzard..etc. How lovely would that be?


Extras:
This is the illustration as promised.

I couldn't believe myself at first that I could actually portray myself in such a sexy pose albeit the lousy graphical skills I possess.