you must have been tired, and i'm thankful you met me late after your meeting. zonked from the mad mad night - i detest being tired to tears, sometimes i only have myself to blame. do work earlier. anyway highlight of the day was knowing someone was in the west and there was the potential of meeting up. we had dinner/supper at crystal jade in holland village; the table was too wide, i'd have like to sit next to you. anyway we both had ee fu mian. this too, like the prata, was just an excuse to see you and hold your hand for several minutes. it makes my night and my tomorrow morning. antidote, you are.

uncle eddie from L.A. is here for two days - the whole family is having dinner tomorrow with him. i look foward to having another meal with the entire loh corporation yet again, on a weekend too, tis rare, tis a great unit this beloved family of mine.

kickboxing yesterday was great while it lasted but juliana repeated the moves from the previous two workouts so i didn't ache today. late studio meant i couldn't swim. so i shall try to wake up early tomorrow and go for a long long desirable run. running with music is great. i get to play-act in my head, either raging with some rocker or feeling urbane-like with nu-jazz electronic wallpaper type music.

man, i miss you already.