Thursday, June 02, 2005
Recent days.
Plagued by a failing commenting system and a bout of work-related lethargy, entries have been lesser than expected. Lotsa exciting happenings though outside of the blogosphere, from late night suppers to a silly revival of chinese names, I'm thrilled almost.
The happiest hour of most work days: lunching at raffles place with the other temporary gallupers.
Can the real cheenapok please stand up?
X says the focus of this photo is supposed to be LP and not an emphasis on her nail-biting.
Little vainpots can take photos of themselves anywhere, with or without the aid of helpful strangers.
Although not as tasty as hyped up to be, this makes for decent enough a meal for a girl who braved an influenza jab and battled hunger for two hours.
On sunday I played at the beachinstead of while doing my part for a flag day.
Being caught in the rain is no fun, but playing with giant ads certainly is.
I missed out on a hepatitis A jab because I was sore about parting with $66. My mom nagged at me, even ads in the train turned against me.
Beware of she who takes secret shots of unwary passengers' feet.
Plagued by a failing commenting system and a bout of work-related lethargy, entries have been lesser than expected. Lotsa exciting happenings though outside of the blogosphere, from late night suppers to a silly revival of chinese names, I'm thrilled almost.
The happiest hour of most work days: lunching at raffles place with the other temporary gallupers.
Can the real cheenapok please stand up?
X says the focus of this photo is supposed to be LP and not an emphasis on her nail-biting.
Little vainpots can take photos of themselves anywhere, with or without the aid of helpful strangers.
Although not as tasty as hyped up to be, this makes for decent enough a meal for a girl who braved an influenza jab and battled hunger for two hours.
On sunday I played at the beach
Being caught in the rain is no fun, but playing with giant ads certainly is.
I missed out on a hepatitis A jab because I was sore about parting with $66. My mom nagged at me, even ads in the train turned against me.
Beware of she who takes secret shots of unwary passengers' feet.
