A snippet from the Friday 2am conversation over porridge.
G: Do you drink a lot?
Me: Not really.
G: When you said that you looked like you thought you should be drinking more.
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Also on Thursday, had lunch with DSD at Island Cafe, where we were hardly impressed with the food - we shared a starter of an Asian platter (eg chicken wings, satay, fried wantons and spring rolls) and a black pepper crab tung hoon (which was a mass of fried tung hoon, overdosed with black pepper and topped with a soft shell crab). Marvelled at the hordes of people stewing about town on a weekday afternoon, and looked forward to the days when school would start and force them kids out of town. Ah, how I long for those quiet afternoons where one doesn't have to be shepherded by the security guard at Wisma Atria to join the crowd in the left lane leading out of the mall and into Orchard MRT. And those weekdays when the 171 and 174 buses have seats available.
Randomness
How could you not love indie haikus from Stylus
Listening: Fiona Apple - Window
Friday, December 30, 2005
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the haikus are super super cool. *green*
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