Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Song of the day

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i want to hold your hand - the beatles
/wigglelief@#!
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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Good things came with the november rain

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to begin with, the weather. so breezy. so cold. one can make really good slumbernights with it. good sweetkends too, even by doing simple nothings. nais. =)

and! new nigella epis came with new keymagicwords search on youtube. though quite embarassing to admit. whyyy so many kernels on a corncob? whyyy are they yellow? whyyy didn't i think of this earlier? iii don't know. my deprivation for foodporn could've been cut short. but now i'm happy again. with epis after epis of the bites, and the feasts and then there's the discovery of the beautiful forever summer which i've never even heard of. sigh.

i love internet.

the best part is. forever summer didn't just satisfy my lust with a foreground of the ever charming nigella and her pretty, adorably colour-themed edibles, easyontheeyes recipes in every epi. there's something new in the background that made me grin silly. those sweet voices! which i later found out to be sophie milman's, anita o'day's, julie london's and more of them i haven't googled. sigh. my dull, browning playlist. now refreshed to a bright shade of yellow. i love yellow. like a fresh lemon. with honey. hoh. foodfoodfood.

thennn there's the dreamplan for a new pc since forever solidifying. finally! hoh! goodgoodgoooood.
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

So it was yoko-yoko weekly


now it is salon pas daily 
i believe the correct mate for my rotten back is neither of those 
but a good new mattress
and a new pc to go with it
and a nice ergonomic chair to go with it 
and new curtains to go with it
and new chest of drawers to go with it
and a new year to go with it

how scarily fast can the year pass? 
very scarily fast. 

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Thursday, October 15, 2009

Dear friends of Aeroplane and Jesmond

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thank you for balancing my hormonal imbalance.
hugs! for more embarassing moments to come.

harhar.
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The floor misser

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my cleanfreak cousin who's recently banished to a faraway island by the government to slave misses my floor. who would've guessed my hairy, dusty floor's tiled with such adorable attraction charms? who? not me.


X)
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