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Friday, January 01, 2021

Farewell 2020, But F*ck You 2019.



While everyone is celebrating the farewell of 2020, and looks worriedly ahead to 2021, I just want to point out that 2019 was the year that fucked me over.

Last year's lockdown and COVID was a breeze in comparison.

Retirement investments in HK were fucked over by the extended and futile protests, the violence of which only exacerbated the problems there. There went a potential seven figure boost, my all in one egg-basket smashed by a HK police baton.

Then there was a very major health issue which fucked over any chances of reemployment and therefore residency in Singapore with my well-established (if diminishing with the usual expat curse of impermanancy) social circle of 16 years, and it has fucked over any future employment. At all. 2020, 2021... 20untilIdie, tearing through my savings until I qualify for a pension. 

Just saying. Looks like I'm stuck on my balcony, musing over a G&T and another sunset.


I found a Beefeater Gin bar-set in a local antique mega-store. Awesome. The highlight of 2019 

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I've been planning to write about all this in detail for a while now. NY resolution is to fix that ommission. 

Hopefully this year you'll hear a lot more frequently with shit-load of clever self-deprecating wit flying (with appropriate humility) in the face of overwhelming adversity from 

E@L

1 comment:

savannah said...

HAPPY NEW YEAR, sweetpea! 2019 wasn't kind to you, but 2020 shall never be spoken of again! I await your tales, dear friend, but until then =, I'm raising a glass in your honor because we're drinking over here! xoxoxo

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