By the darwinian theory of the survival of the fittest, i guess it's quite a miracle that other than the head-banging incident last year, i have kept myself fairly intact through these years. Even as i type, my thumb is sporting two new blisters, the result of trying to stir the dog stew (i.e. stew for the dogs, not dog meat stew) with a metal spoon, forgetting that metal heats up. Anyway, hopefully this fulfils my quota of stupidity for the week, because yesterday, I'd already humiliated myself on the bus for not knowing how to scan my EZ link card, causing the machine to make an embaressingly loud and accusatory BEEP BEEP, which made everyone look at me.