The long and short about I Am In Very, Very Deep Shit

I am in very, very deep shit.

I was settling comfortably into my now familiar routine of replying your comments this morning, in the cozy comfort of my office cubicle after a warm and fulfilling breakfast. For want of a better description, hell freezes over my brain when I heard the words “Are you blogging?” from behind my back.

It was Office Bimbo.

I never pressed ALT+TAB faster before in my life. I also used the distraction that I have been saving for dire situations such as this one: Without missing a beat, I very solemnly intoned, “Office Bimbo! Have you been eating a lot recently?”

Yes, I know I am evil, but that was the best way to send her scurrying off elsewhere, presumably the washroom to scrutinize her waistline.

The good news is that she didn’t bring up the matter following her return trip from the loo. The bad news is that I’ve caught her trying to get a peep at my monitor every now and then. Damn.

But not to worry folks, I have taken all necessary precautions to prevent any accidental leakage of information about this blog. I’ve cleared my cookies, erased my history, and selected a Barney wallpaper as the last line of deterrence to would-be intruders. My plans are as tight as Whisper Ultra Tight.

Unfortunately, that also means that I will only be able to post entries and reply your comments in wee hours, such as now. I can only pray that her curiosity will soon blow over.

I is so sibeh sian.

With Love,
Sibeh Sian