please stop and catch your breath



it has been, alot of happenings in the quiet. work has been wonderful and hectic at the same time - i haven't been running but i have been to bangkok with very amicable and jolly companions, looking and talking about design and shopping and eating in the same breath - we ate lunch at a very nice cafe (picture) and i got a kookai monotone grey and black cardigan top and a massimo dutti dark blue 'ah-peh' knit polo and a dull cobalt blue camisole and a pair of matt black soft stilettos with wooden heels - classics to keep pluse everything was on discount. it was the first time i was in a hotel room by myself and it was super - mtv on at most times and i watched brokeback mountain until i was too tired to go on.

mingyao and i started planning for our trip today and i'm going to skip chicago because i'm on a budget but new york and san francisco with mingyao is the awesomer plan plus i want to spend time walking every inch of new york. today i met brenda for lunch at tomako jap restaurant at casuarina road. i walked past greenmeadows and basked in the greenest of the north - huge ancient trees and something old about the place which is delicious in a comforting way - and tomako is so homely too - mismatched bowls and two eggs in my katsu don - it's not as sweet and runny as other places plus they added some other stuff but maybe that's the more housewifely way to do it - the place is owned by a japanese lady. anyway it was very good catching up with brenda and she gave me my birthday present - benetint refill and green tea assortments. my friends really know me and that's what i love.

plus mingyao had lunch with me many times after he started his new job so it's been super! yesterday after a quick lunch we stood at a corner at 'caltex' house eating japanese ice cream.

but i need to sleep.

thick solid wooden balustrades/handrails. we don't see them around much anymore.

island in the sun

sunday's hot and i'm alone at home all awashed with guilt and fancy thoughts about nothing and everything inparticular gulping peppermint tea and listening to 90s rock/pop/something/whatchacallit and my friends know me they shower me with topshop vouchers on my birthday - yes sharon that's you this year and at PS cafe where we love to be caged up in fancy white grilles and scraping my feet on timber floors and admiring the brown 70s shelves across at the shop they use to display their bags or something and i bought a dress - topshop - straps could have been classier - but i like it. it is dark blue. my cobalt blue chair comes in next week i think - i chose it because of the name. i also bought a bag - black and architectural - not expensive but it's muji so i can get away with some sort of style; and i was an unruly, unreasonable tempest last night. whenever i feel the spark of the storm i should really just hide in the corner/under the bed/something so i will not unleash my nonsense on the innocent. innocent people i love get pricked - so bad, me. and now i'm getting excited - san francisco with a lover/new york with a lover/doing nothing with a sister in a cold place brings out raw feelings/ visiting friends in foreign countries/visiting relatives i've never met in foreign countries makes for a double dose of a wander-lust ahh - seal the wallet for now and just deal with work very goodly. if you need to blast the records. monday's just around the corner so zoom through the next few hours. make the run a good one yah.

if you want some love make it happen

last night i told him my gold stilettos were the brightest shoes on stage. and he replied,"you are also the brightest".

ah.

you electrify my life



the sea and cake has got a new album - everybody - i just bought it so i can't review it yet but i think it's going to be good - sweet summerish sound. sunday was, traversing in the city, having a haagan daaz (mango and something) cone each by the street outside the hilton and loading up on new good music and magazines - with good newspapery matt paper - at borders and with the boy hand in hand (an occassional cheek kiss/ a million conversations in a minute/ he shrouds me in his arms at the traffic light) and eating at a hidden taiwanese eatery (international building/plaza? by shaw centre - try the chicken chop noodles - awesome) and borrowing his cds - he got me the Last Episodes of Gilmore Girls (gasp - tonight, tonight) and we can go on forever.

last night was dinner with mingyao's family and then lazing in front of the television for two hours sprawled like children over the sofas and having a small white chocolate at the fridge whilst having a drink in the kitchen and Just Doing Nothing is awesomely.

and ee jie sent some mail - i love mail (snail) and i sent some.

plus starlight by muse is the song of the year to run to. the bass gets me sprinting nonstop.