NOOON LE CONCERT DE PAULINE CROZE ET LE 28 NOVEMBRE LE SEUL SOIR JE SERAI LIBRE MAIS IL NE RESTE PLUS DE BILLETS ET LE RENCONTRE LE 29 NOVEMBRE A 14H PEUT ETRE TROP TARD J'ESPERE NON
Since the commencement of the hols I've had the privilege of sampling some really great food, but I'm too lazy to list all of them. While I keep those in a tiny drawer in my head, I'll let you on this one: Teck Sang at 11 Hong Kong Street, near Central mall. It's a wholesale centre so you can get some dried fruits and nuts for a steal - about 4-10 bucks a kg. Try the Rosella, a type of hibiscus from Africa. (They let you taste the food first.) The preserved kind makes for a sweet snack; the dried one is good for making tea, which helps to clear noses. Think I might go back to get stuff for the hosts.
If I could dedicate my life to ditloids I would. I think Mrs. Seah gave us a bunch during our last lesson. Riveting stuff.
By the way, you should read The Economist's Style Guide, which I got for free thanks to the sister's renewed subscription.
And while you're at it, also read Michael Chabon. At the moment I'm eating up Yiddish Policemen's Union after a delectable The Final Solution. Not available at Bedok Community Library. Screw it, I haven't read real books in a long time.
Damned throat.
16 rounds around the track. Can die.
I mean yeah, I died. The weather now is nice and I want to go take a walk.
I am so annoyed I think I am going to get high blood pressure, for serious. And I don't care if it's their fault but as long as the work's not up to mark they ought to die.
