Right now I have about a gazillion things going on, and I think I’m dangerously close to reaching my absolute threshold. I was somehow coerced into taking a full-time job that was only supposed to be a part-time one to begin with, and I suffer through a horrendous commute every day that takes up a lot of my time. I also have a full-time online job, as well as a variety of sundry freelance gigs. Along with a friend of mine, I’m getting ready to launch a little business venture. I also have a full-time relationship that I just can’t ignore. My stress levels are sky high right now. I’m always exhausted and half hungry. I can’t even remember the last time when I had a good night’s sleep!

I’m whining, I know, but this is what this blog is for, after all – so I can whine ’till kingdom come. Now, if only I had the following pretties, I probably won’t be stressed as much:

1. A 13-inch Macbook. Or at least, one of those teeny-tiny laptops that weigh no more than my copy of Pride and Prejudice. I currently have a year-old, cheap-assed laptop that I hurriedly purchased before I moved to Thailand, and I swear it’s about to die on me any day now. It’s about the size of one of the Ten Commandments tablets, and probably just as heavy. And though I take it with me whenever I travel, it’s much too bulky and heavy to lug around Silom every day.

Now, with a considerably smaller Macbook (or any tiny laptop, for that matter), taking it with me everywhere won’t be a problem at all. I won’t be idle on those long bus rides because I won’t be too embarrassed to open it (with a flourish) in public. Plus, there’s nothing like a fabulous laptop to inspire inspiration, so I should be churning out words aplenty.

2. A Blackberry. Or, an iPhone. Right now I have a PDA phone that’s quite nifty for Internet browsing. However, it’s one of those poke-the-screen-with-a-flimsy-stylus models, so it’s not exactly ideal for getting work done. I could sure use a fully-loaded Blackberry with a full qwerty keyboard to make my life easier. Or, an iPhone because it’s so pretty.

3. A Shelby Mustang. Or, any car, preferably cute, for that matter. My commute is currently made up of a ride on a songthaew that only shows up whenever it feels like it, a very looooong bus ride, and a quick trip on the sky train where I’m not even allowed to eat my breakfast. I’m already exhausted by the time I get to work, which doesn’t do wonders for my productivity.

My mum bought me an ancient 1983 Ford Laser when I was in college. Despite the fact that it had more problems than George W’s presidency (let’s just say I got a lot more than my money’s worth from my breakdown service), I still loved the mobility it gave me – even if it did overheat without warning and leak brake fluid on my foot on its last days. It would be nice to have a cute, new car to get around Bangkok in. Of course, I can’t drive on the left side of the road like they do here, and I probably shouldn’t eat my breakfast while I’m driving, so I could sure use a chauffeur, too.

Hey, a girl can dream. Now I’m off to work.