Sunday, October 02, 2005
crySunday, October 02, 2005
I woke up to the sweet sound of Old English music, records like MOON RIVER and THE LAST WALTZ spinning in the player.
Dad's had just wanted to tell me he had bought a new english CD. {he's so cute right!!!}
The weekend, even starting fr Thursday, was such a whirlwind i am still gasping for breath.
It was catching up... catching up... and more catching up.
J has shrunk so much that it made us joke abt her having condiments for dinner while we all had our pasta.
Me: Stick figure, so what you want to eat?
*everybody laughed*
J: *complaining* you see.... she called me stick figure!
Me: Ok la... ok la... corpse bride, what wld you like for dinner?
J: hahahah.... that's a good one.
And we started joking abt her... we're just reciprocating the evil treatment. hahah...
J: What's your bf's name? Ah Boon ah?
Cna: What?
J: Oh.... ah Tat ah?
Cna: No!
J: Then what? Ah Pra right?
See what i mean?
At the pub, when someone i knew came and asked "oh, they're your colleagues?"
Me: No... my friends.
J: *cutting in* Yes, unfortunately we're friends. *rolls eyes*
Saturday night at Coffee Bean, she wiped the cake off the table and she told twiggy "Na, eat."
!!!! She's a bitch la!
Friday night was spent pub-hopping. We are fickle bitches la... From Acid Bar to Alley Bar... to BarCelona... to Riverina...
The sober 4.
After polishing off a bottle of wine together...
On wine-high, she threw peanuts into my Margarita. What the hell. Then we all started throwing peanut shells at her while she was asleep and snapped some pix!
Saturday afternoon, Jon and i met an SQ pilot, a hotel management grad, an NS guy {freelance web designer} and a WEight Management Nurse Specialist. I like talking to people.
Then we took London cab to catch Corpse Bride {the thougth of J, the Corpse Bride, still tickles me}
Please go to www.blackbistro.com for the monotone version.
It's like sitting in the ambassador's car again, with a chauffeur.
istillDad's had just wanted to tell me he had bought a new english CD. {he's so cute right!!!}
The weekend, even starting fr Thursday, was such a whirlwind i am still gasping for breath.
It was catching up... catching up... and more catching up.
J has shrunk so much that it made us joke abt her having condiments for dinner while we all had our pasta.
Me: Stick figure, so what you want to eat?
*everybody laughed*
J: *complaining* you see.... she called me stick figure!
Me: Ok la... ok la... corpse bride, what wld you like for dinner?
J: hahahah.... that's a good one.
And we started joking abt her... we're just reciprocating the evil treatment. hahah...
J: What's your bf's name? Ah Boon ah?
Cna: What?
J: Oh.... ah Tat ah?
Cna: No!
J: Then what? Ah Pra right?
See what i mean?
At the pub, when someone i knew came and asked "oh, they're your colleagues?"
Me: No... my friends.
J: *cutting in* Yes, unfortunately we're friends. *rolls eyes*
Saturday night at Coffee Bean, she wiped the cake off the table and she told twiggy "Na, eat."
!!!! She's a bitch la!
Friday night was spent pub-hopping. We are fickle bitches la... From Acid Bar to Alley Bar... to BarCelona... to Riverina...
The sober 4.
After polishing off a bottle of wine together...
On wine-high, she threw peanuts into my Margarita. What the hell. Then we all started throwing peanut shells at her while she was asleep and snapped some pix!
Saturday afternoon, Jon and i met an SQ pilot, a hotel management grad, an NS guy {freelance web designer} and a WEight Management Nurse Specialist. I like talking to people.
Then we took London cab to catch Corpse Bride {the thougth of J, the Corpse Bride, still tickles me}
Please go to www.blackbistro.com for the monotone version.
It's like sitting in the ambassador's car again, with a chauffeur.