the state of the art ( edited title from previously )/ the day i questioned the word 'fat'.

the change of title was all Celia's provocative words from the day. after typing this single sentence, it started to hit me if i will finish it by tonight? also, i thought about the definition of 'fat'.

why use 'the state of the art'?

all thanks to Celia's informative and descriptive story on her experience with a tranny at work. the trans, a she now, was already in her fifties. the biggest giveaway, from Celia, was a deep voice. being the typical whiny girl, she started recounting an incident involving the tranny and tranny's so-called hunk, or also known as the state of the art.

tranny met mr. 'HUNK' ( you will get the reason for the 'HUNK' soon ) at work one fine day. it started out with ms. tranny 'leering out loud' at mr. 'HUNK' . these words are taken from Celia: "you have such a nice V-shape. your broad shoulders are so muscular. et cetera.". however, it all came crashing down when Celia said: "but he is fat."

furthermore, Celia's measurement of fat is definitely justifiable, as i know her pretty well. it so happens on another day that ms. tranny went a little over to 'check mr. 'HUNK' out. they agreed to exchange their shirts as one of them was feeling uncomfortable in it ( they were in different uniforms ). however, when ms. tranny handed over the shirt to mr. 'HUNK' she stayed there and said: "go on and change, i don't mind." when they were in the same room. of course she wouldn't hur? it's her 'HUNK' leh.

now we see some raised brows? well i would have minded. another view, i admire her for the utmost bravery and straightforwardness i've seen. i would stand in ovation for her ( sarcasm if you don't sense it ).

so, you get the 'HUNK' part now? all Celia could say was: "ya lor, so he is now the state of the art to her." so how fat is fat?

story re-told by Kon
Special thanks to Celia

getting on with life, it was a lazy day. words to tell the day:

wake up.
sms.
sleep.
wake up.
brush teeth.
watch cartoon.
bathe.
smile into mirror.
take necessary stuff.
get out.
reach Tampines Mall.
shop.
meet Celia.
eat.
coffee.
chat and laugh.
see her off at bus stop.
shop.
home.

basically that was my day. i awarded myself 2 new t-shirts. sigh. sinful money spent. but i don't give a damn. sorry. the coffee today was slightly too sweet too, but thanks for the effort Celia's friend, Cyndi ( hope i spelt correctly ). it was nice still. Celia dislikes the bitterness in coffee. I told her that is the fragrance of coffee; the bittersweet wonders just like life. ok, no philosophical stuff now.

i went trying clothes, look see look see, check out discounts ( the usual me ) and look for any change in the fashion these few days. i've been associating with kids and their parents only! i need to get some air about the world outside right? the kids are always in their assorted tees and shorts that comes together. those filled with...power ranger, elmo, big bird. and many other cartoon characters. despite seeing them every week, i have to say...

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any kind soul here knows where to get t-shirts with cartoon prints like smurfs or elmo or anything near them?

D.O.T.S.

~k~

"she said 'your shoulders are so broad and muscular. you have such a nice V-shape.' but he is FAT!" Celia, Friday 3 October 2008.
has the definition of fat evolved with humans along time?