Poo poo...Kickapoo....

My Kickapoo, the supporting taking the lead. It was a hot night after work. I had all it planned out; snuggle in my favourite armchair, enjoy a can of cold Kickapoo and pamper myself with Facebook games. But, it seems things are not always going the way you want them to be. When the page was not appearing, I started to think: Not again? Affirmative, the light was bright red. Darn...the connection was down! gulp...gulp...gulp...My Kickapoo too, but in my throat. Now, what else can I do? Here was a list of choices:

1. Going to sleep (TOO early, sure will wake up in the middle of the night)
2. Watching TV (NOT a chance, mum and dad will be in-charged of that)
3. Reading some dusty books up the rack (Nah...this will eventually end up with 1)

Seems like I didn't have pretty much choices. So, it turned out, I didn't choose either of them. What I did? Placing the can on the table and started snapping pictures (with G11) from every corner. The lesson for today : Don't think yourself as a small character, you might be big guns one day.