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Yesterday, I decided to keep an hourly log of what I did to keep myself honest about slacking off at work. I figure if someone's watching me—i.e. all 12 of you reading this—I'd stop slacking off.

And it worked! Mostly. Except I slept two hours later in order to doodle this, in a flash decision to turn the log into an hourly comic. (Here are some other examples I really like.)

4:30 pm: Commit to making an hourly log. Got to start work. First, a biscuit. Om nom nom.

5:10 pm: Impromptu notebook making from a stack of scrap paper. Save the Earth! Also, stop getting sidetracked.

5:20 pm: Get back to writing.

8 pm: Leave the office for dinner.

9:30 pm: Peppermint tea. Mmm.

10:30 pm: Home! Lie still as a corpse for a moment.

11:30 pm: Start writing an article for tomorrow. (Yes, that is a breakfast tray. No, I don't feel the need to match my t-shirts to my pyjama pants at home.)

1 am: Doodle this. Choose to do it on my phone because I am too lazy to get out of bed.

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Yay! My first attempt at making a song with the Voice Band iPhone app.

I realise this sounds a total offbeat church choir version of When You Say Nothing At All (especially during the chorus), but I swear the tempo seemed so much faster when that metronome was ticking away during recording.

I promise the next one will suck less. This was made in half an hour from downloading the app to figuring it out, so I guess with that out of the way, future recordings should be less speed-bumpy.

(Here's the rather unmusical 'score' I typed out as a cue for the bass recording, which was the first layer I started with.)

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There is a one in four chance I get a cabbie who decides to put on a fake American accent just for me.

Given I typically take a cab to and from interview appointments that happen every other day, there's a good chance I get one of these at least once a week.

Cabbie: Hallo, where you want to go? (Totally ordinary Singaporean accent)
Me: Hi, centrepoint please.
Cabbie: SENNER POINNNN? Okai! How do ya wanna go therrrre?
Me: Umm city hall is good.
Cabbie: CIDDY HORRRRRL? OKAI.

Note to all random future Singaporeans I'll encounter: Just because I pronounce all the end-consonants, it doesn't mean I have a foreign accent.

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Wtf of the day: The Amara Hotel's choice of ballroom carpeting.

Bonus ghetto speak: Spot the phrase that says "This is a ballroom... Word." Lol.

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Submitted to FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUU. Hope it gets in.

Update: It did!

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Big poster for a tourism agency in Killiney Road with iStockphoto watermarks imprinted over all the shots.

Passerby's head included for scale.

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Dear Self,

Please do not hold your cup this way when you intend to put boiling water in it.

Dumbass.

PS: Sorry, thumb.

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