Excuse me but today was a Blast. Cap. B please. Not the damaging kind of explosion, the gentle kind of harmless explosion. I had no idea I was going to be staying out this late, neither was I expecting to have so many naughty thoughts....Don't think helter-skelter all you unclean laundry. But since you already are thinking it, I won't elaborate.
Hotpot culture? C'mon that's a stonage name. And the price!If my wallet could talk it'd attack and bite your lips off. Well at least the food made up for it. Lucky you. And then greenie came with those sexy black tights and all...and left soon after. Only to come back again later. Don't worry, she's not THAT fickle.
We ended up looking like illegal immegrants, nicely dressed immigrants I must add, when we decided to have some grass in our picture. I mean we were at the Esplanade, and there we were idling by the river, taking multiple shots with my cam when it suddenly got stifling. Our creativity wasn't being stretched enough. We needed grass. So we headed over to the healthy green grass and sat there. Behind a huge air ventilator cylinder than was emitting air. Yeah, hot air. That was fuun..we took funny, fabulous, eccentric, ugly, weird, pretty, ghostly pictures beneath the great silver moon and behind the great hot ventilator. We soon got up after one in the trio left and headed over to Harry's for....for..how should I put it, excitement? no no,declaration. That's more like it. The drinks we had came with cherries and knowledgable me had to read somewhere that if you could tie the stalk of a cherry with your tongue you're a good kisser. So I tried. And so did my partner-in-crime.
She won.
Tsk, fine so she's a better kisser. I'll just practice.
Let me show you what the end-product should look like.See it? With The Tongue. Sigh, I need practice.
Tomorrow, I hope will be the day I follow my mum grocery shopping. I love the freshness (or imagined freshness) in supermarkets and the bustle of aunties choosing fishes and prawns and vegetables and throwing in whatever I feel I need into the trolley...ah best feeling in the morning. Compared to all my recent mornings. And maybe grab a carton of cherries as well.
And ingredients for making chocolate. No kid. I'm gonna make chocolates with chocolates. Hm. That's a challenge. Whatever, it will be nice.