On the up: SEX!
On the down: Dry spells It's late. And we're still sitting in KMP's conference room preparing for the book launch. In a bid to fight off the MacDonalds curse that surrounds me, I'm drinking Raspberry and Echinacea tea.
But you know how it is when you're going a little loony and start blubbering nonsense in the middle of the night.
I screamed at James, "Aiyo I need to have some sex lah"
He said, "Ya hor. Okay, let's go clubbing soon."
I said, "But what's the point lah. I don't want the people at your clubs; you don't want the people at my clubs."
He said, "Okay what!"
I said, "But cannot sleep with them what, what's the point!"
He said, in his princess way, "Can what! You can still sleep next to them and DIY lor!"
I said, "But I can just DIY myself at home wat!"
He said, "No wat. But can still be quite nice - you got leng jai next to you wat!"
And you know what, I even considered it for a second.