So me running around planning and prepping for parties a week before my vagoo starts bleeding is bad because for the last three days I've been down and out when it comes to my body. I hate my body but only because it refuses to comply with my planned routines. DAMN YOU, BODY! DAMN YOU!!!

Tomorrow is leftover yong tau foo for lunch day.

Waiting to get photos from Junee and Wilson so that I can complete the Oyster Shindig photo album. Good times... Good times.