The Jury Is Not Out Yet

Post-retreat, I woke up in the middle of the night dreaming about organising the Christmas Party based on the theme of Bollywood Hollywood - Where East Meets West. Such a fusion confusion will be quite fun, especially when you allow folks to dress up in glamor or kitsch. Bonus points must go to the fashion-savvy ones if they go Bollywood!

Anyway.... back to post-retreat.

So I'm right in my guess in who S is keen on. Her dear friend's relentless advertising and questions are a dead giveaway.

But, I'm not so sure about P and what he's looking for. Ultimately of course, everyone knows why we are here in this group (come on lah, spare me the motherhood statements, though I do share the same view as he does). But why the lack of activity, or is there something I have quite missed out?

An informal check with him shows that he'll be ok to do lunch. Guess we are just fine with lunch, till we further develop. *ooooohhhhh!* But sorry, folks, I'm not getting my hopes up. As I said, too many arrows firing at the delectable fella.

Men. What a mystery. And what a marvel.