at ern's birthday two weeks ago. leftover flowers given by ee jie.

spring twenty ten (already, gasp!)

donna karen, charlotte ronson (love the colours), calvin klein - from style.com

sa turd ay


source.
moaning is contagious; laughing is contagious; passion is contagious; sympathy is contagious; hard work is contagious; loving is contagious; hating is contagious; creating is contagious; destruction is contagious; so easily i absorb. stuck in so many moments that could be used better. to be an example. time so easily melts from my grasp. timetables and diaries kept me sane. i will not bow to the hardness that people grow on their faces without realising as realities are etched upon them; what realities. realities are what you make of them. don't waste your time. read yourself properly.

Another Time by W. H. Auden

For us like any other fugitive,
Like the numberless flowers that cannot number
And all the beasts that need not remember,
It is today in which we live.

So many try to say Not Now,
So many have forgotten how
To say I Am, and would be
Lost, if they could, in history.

Bowing, for instance, with such old-world grace
To a proper flag in a proper place,
Muttering like ancients as they stump upstairs
Of Mine and His or Ours and Theirs.

Just as if time were what they used to will
When it was gifted with possession still,
Just as if they were wrong
In no more wishing to belong.

No wonder then so many die of grief,
So many are so lonely as they die;
No one has yet believed or liked a lie,
Another time has other lives to live.

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1) husband and i went to strangelets
2) husband and i had ice cream
3) husband and i lay on the carpet watching tv. too hot world outside.

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seven weeks to christmas. eight weeks to twenty-ten.

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i think i am the type of person that needs lists and squares to check off.

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happy birthday da jie. you the best.

the end.

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the long weekend with the husband was, in short:

waking up late/cornflakes and milk/ran out of capt'n crunch/afternoon with baby ern/in the car holding hands/from the car holding hands/ironing and tv/sunday church, holding hands/duck rice dinner/ playing psp and drinking red wine in pajamas/ supermarket and video ezy/ movie before dinner, holding hands/husband boiling soup/ husband marinating mackerel with yellow ginger (stains your hands easily he says, holding fish with plastic bag) and cornstarch and rubbing salt/after dinner at the sofa having a beer and talking in the dark with the jazz music on/ he tells me about his trumpet - i used to have a yamaha custom trumpet. i miss you already dreamboat.

oh husband! you are a dreamboat!

today husband and i watched a movie - first one since we were no longer girlfriend and boyfriend - 500 days of summer. it didn't kill me like eternal sunshine, or in the mood for love, did, but i still like it. the soundtrack i think, is killer. zooey deschanel. your eyes are killer too.





next up, 'paper heart' with michael cera. maybe on dvd this one.

and,


kings of convenience has a new album!

and air has a new album. but i'm a bit skeptical. nothing was that good since cherry blossam girl.

and have you seen this photographer's website? the pictures are a dream.




a quiet.

and last sunday brenda had a pretty wedding part two.

dinner last week. mingyao made salsa chicken. browned the chicken before grilling it in the oven. and dou miao.

spaces i like :: likes. brass.







source: 1, 2

brenda got married!


my lovely friend got married on saturday, with the solemnisation in her garden. can't wait for round two next weekend!

mingyao grilled seafood!



on our grillpan. fantastic salmon and crayfish my love bought from chinatown while i was at brenda's wedding in the morning.

we went to spruce!



A for decor. B- for food.