Thursday, July 20, 2006

dushdushdush..

DUSHDUSHDUSH...

It's all set bebehs! My little steamboat thing for Friday night.Not many people can make it, but you know, steamboat. Less is more. Kan? Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting (less pple more for me!)

Makan list is: Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting
Steamboat- Beef, Chicken, Prawns, Sotong, Mushroom, Egg (if you want it), Sayurs (lots of it), Shumai, Crabsticks, and umm... thats it i guess...
Desserts- Pavlova and Bannoffee Pie. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

I didn't shower after i woke up this morning 'cos i had to rush to the people who poke needles in other people. Whatchamacallem? Acupuncturists? I don't think i spelt it right though... Meaning i showered at around 2pm cos malas. Now my hair is wet. Today is a mundane day. muhndayyyyyne... Reminds me of that game Michelle taught me how to play in Tenggol. It's called 'Hairy Bastards Wife', you start the game by saying to the person next to you 'Good day Wayne, Say good day to Wayne, Wayne,'. Confusing much! After Wayne is Shane, after Shane is uhh... i'm not sure but it ends with -ayne, after that is Hairy Bastard and finally, after that is Hairy Bastards Wife. Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

My stomach is being a bitch. Yes, even your wonderful bodyparts can be a bitch or other unsavory exclamations. Like what i called Kugahn everytime he screwed me over during a game of Tai ti. Assfuck. Anyhoo... I might have overestimated the iron-ness of my stomach cos now i'm sakiting perut. *makes a face*

I helped raise a pretty decent amout of moola from the 'Concerto Evening' (pronounced kohn-shi-er-toe ee-veh-neeng)... had a good laugh figuring out what was being said by Nat. She was tyring her hardest not to say 'Good evening Datin Rizal and Dr. Frida,' *laughs and falls off the chair*

Ja, und short of the puh-rasan (like, hellooooooooo?)... i think someone likes meeeeee... hahahahahaha!!! *pokepoke* Its okay, you can tell me, I wont bite... hard.

Banyaknyeeeeee ketulisanness today... okaylah, i shall stop.

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