A very full-unfilling day.....
Arrived in S'pore at slightly after 6 am,greeted by the yellow lights of a city stirring to life.
After arriving at the terminus, I took a bus to the central business district even as the earliest white-colour slaves were arriving for another torrid day of work.
I walked to the Starbucks outlet and began to attempting to get on the Net. Fortunately, I hadn't deleted a SMS that contained log-on details of a previous free account from icellwireless.net.
IT WORKED!
So then, onto my first important task of the day: selling the unit trusts that I had bought from September 2008 till January 2009.
But I had to be sure to the Inland Revenue Department did not continue to deduct my monies using the GIRO payment system even though I was no longer earning an income.
So after failing to reach them at their hotline, I decided to personally enquire at their head office to make insurance doubly sure.
After waiting for about 15 minutes for my queue number to be called, I finally sat face to face with a petite smiling lady, and I eased up a little.
As she generated the table of deductions on my account dating back to 2007, my heart sank a little as she pointed to a figure that began with '1372', but she eventually led me to the end of the statement,which showed a series of -77.70 figures, and she went on to explain that those were sums owed to me by the Tax Dept!
Waves of relief swept over me as I realised my unit trust proceeds were no longer in any danger from the tax authorities.
I proceeded to make my way to a hotel restricted to gays, that I had discovered just the night before, called 'Queen's Resident'.I opted for a discounted $72 room called a 'suite', deciding against the $48 single room, as I was feeling generous after the incredibly good tax-related news. The best thing was the room had a wireless internet connection so I had not brought my laptop in vain!
I'm filling out the blog entry from there now :)
Then came what I suspected I would regret doing, but did it anyway: paid a visit to the sauna(Club One Seven).
Suffice it to say that I went bold and tried to make the first move by approaching a
rather muscular guy,but got a barely-disguised cold shoulder. I even tried a second time, but failed again.
He went off with a fattish guy and tried fucking him,but after washing himself off, he came back again to cruise.But I pretended he was invisible this time.
Then I tried to make the moves on a skinnier,but sinewy young man, but again was spurned, though less rudely.
After walking around in the dark alleys and standing around for quite a bit, a shorter paler guy approached me, intent on some fun, but after I sucked his dick 3 times and he tried to get mine to stand as erect as his, but failed, he promptly unlatched the door to the room we had entered and just left.
What a waste of my precious 23 dollars!
Fortunately, I was feeling generous towards myself after so much good news on the financial side, and so the expenditure did not hurt that badly.
After arriving at the terminus, I took a bus to the central business district even as the earliest white-colour slaves were arriving for another torrid day of work.
I walked to the Starbucks outlet and began to attempting to get on the Net. Fortunately, I hadn't deleted a SMS that contained log-on details of a previous free account from icellwireless.net.
IT WORKED!
So then, onto my first important task of the day: selling the unit trusts that I had bought from September 2008 till January 2009.
But I had to be sure to the Inland Revenue Department did not continue to deduct my monies using the GIRO payment system even though I was no longer earning an income.
So after failing to reach them at their hotline, I decided to personally enquire at their head office to make insurance doubly sure.
After waiting for about 15 minutes for my queue number to be called, I finally sat face to face with a petite smiling lady, and I eased up a little.
As she generated the table of deductions on my account dating back to 2007, my heart sank a little as she pointed to a figure that began with '1372', but she eventually led me to the end of the statement,which showed a series of -77.70 figures, and she went on to explain that those were sums owed to me by the Tax Dept!
Waves of relief swept over me as I realised my unit trust proceeds were no longer in any danger from the tax authorities.
I proceeded to make my way to a hotel restricted to gays, that I had discovered just the night before, called 'Queen's Resident'.I opted for a discounted $72 room called a 'suite', deciding against the $48 single room, as I was feeling generous after the incredibly good tax-related news. The best thing was the room had a wireless internet connection so I had not brought my laptop in vain!
I'm filling out the blog entry from there now :)
Then came what I suspected I would regret doing, but did it anyway: paid a visit to the sauna(Club One Seven).
Suffice it to say that I went bold and tried to make the first move by approaching a
rather muscular guy,but got a barely-disguised cold shoulder. I even tried a second time, but failed again.
He went off with a fattish guy and tried fucking him,but after washing himself off, he came back again to cruise.But I pretended he was invisible this time.
Then I tried to make the moves on a skinnier,but sinewy young man, but again was spurned, though less rudely.
After walking around in the dark alleys and standing around for quite a bit, a shorter paler guy approached me, intent on some fun, but after I sucked his dick 3 times and he tried to get mine to stand as erect as his, but failed, he promptly unlatched the door to the room we had entered and just left.
What a waste of my precious 23 dollars!
Fortunately, I was feeling generous towards myself after so much good news on the financial side, and so the expenditure did not hurt that badly.
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