Le Chef

Now that I'm domestic-ised, I'm experimenting with cooking. So I tried to boil some soft-boiled eggs last Sunday. Came out half fucked. I love eggs with solid whites and runny yolk but the ones I made came out shit solid white and half powdery/half mushy yolk.

Fail!

It's not as easy as it looks. First the eggs gotta be aged, preferably 5-6 days. Then you gotta bring the temperature of the water and eggs to a rapid boil. What the hell is a rapid boil!!

Regardless. Tomorrow I'll try to make sunny-side-ups.

The Great Gatsby

Usually I read to get the gist of the story, but this book is filled with so many beautiful proses so much so that I have to stop to reread a sentence to fully appreciate its elegance.

...I tumbled with a sort of splash upon the keys of a ghostly piano...

No wonder this is one of the most important books in American literature.

Whining Wining

Since I got attached, I've been shying away from the clubs. But that doesn't mean I'm cutting down on my alcohol intake. See, I'm still the same old me!! Doncha love that?!?

The mister dislikes a drunken me. Says I behave like a fool and do stupid things. I mean, how honest is that!? My friends never say that!! They say I'm charming when I'm drunk!! But I'm in a dilemma; I love honesty in a person but I love alcohol in me too. Howwwwwwww??

So last Sunday we went out with my friends and I had, lyk, 3 glasses 1 glass of dirty martini (I've grown to appreciate these this little piece of heaven) at 3 9 pm. I could see the disapproving look from him!!! OMG, you should have seen the anger seething from the windows to his soul. I thought he was gonna combust internally right before my eyes!!

Then we had a little chitchat. I said I have my rights!!! I have to drink!!! That's how I function and I damn well do what I love!! And what I love is to drink!! At least that was what I thought I said in my drunken stupor...

I think I just said I'll never do it again. But we made a pact; I said I'll manage my hunger for the poison. I'll be able to drink as much as I please but not get drunk in public . So far we'll treading on water, with me ransacking his wine cabinet right after lunch. Instead of admonishing me, he fixes me a drink!!! How dry!!!

No Boundaries at Borders

Went to pick up a book for Renne so she could plan our trip. Ended up getting 4 more for myself. It's either the anxiety my doc said I'm suffering from or the not-to-be-outdone attitude I have with Renne. Sibling rivalry they call it. But I think it's just that I love to fill up my shelves.

The Milan guidebook for Renne.

I wanna see what shit they say about global warming. Love their economics but can't say I agree with their view on the environment.

Can't remember what Blink and The Tipping Point were about. So...

I'll want to read this eventually so might as well buy it now.

Just wanted to prove that I need a guidebook like Renne too!!

Lazy Saturday

1:

I said to Renne, "wah, mom bought so much food. For 100 people ah."

Bear saunters down the stairs.

Dryly, "oh, 97 just came down the stairs."


2:

astrotoy: what's the dessert you're having?
renne: dunno, tell you after I finish.
astrotoy: bitch.


3:

bear: i think i need sleeping pills to help me sleep. Renne, you got?
renne: no.
astrotoy: she's lying, it's the big pink pill on her desk in a box called Panadol Menstrual.

EGYPT II

See, I kept my promise of posting more Egypt pics, a good 8 months later though.

Fake candid!!

Serious

No joke

Hungry, tired and angry

Sour looking bunch

Hiao po!!

Super aunty!!

Lao hiao!!

Lao hiao again!!

Pretend pretend

You can see my halo

Feeling feeling

Never see before, this one

WTH

Monkey stuck his tongue out, ready for some action

Valentine's on the Nile

The merchant of Venice!! I'm not giving up my flesh for no rabbit fur!!

Can You Be My Boyfriend?

Is this something that needs to be verbalised? I say yes! How else will you know if you're really with someone.

If a friend asks you at dinner whether the guy next to you is your boyfriend, do you say yes (and either make him a happy clucking hen or earn his wrath for taking things into your own hands without considering his feelings) or no (and either make him squirm in his seat cos he thinks he's not as important in your heart or heave a sigh of relief for leaving this topic for future discussion)?

But I guess neither of us will have the prospect of encountering such a conundrum, cos I've said yes.