Met up with the June boys on Tuesday for lunch at before heading down to Peninsular to find a certain beautiful object. Did I say object? I meant to say something..one..thing. Whatevs.

I wonder if Tom reads my blog.. Don't you think the light hits really nicely on his cheek? I think it looks nice. Do you think it looks nice?

If I could say one thing about Food For Thought, I would like to tell everyone that their pancakes and risotto are the best I've ever had. Alright, fine, I've only ever eaten risotto once but it is still really yummy in my opinion.

Thanks to Merri, I've started knitting again. I'm about halfway done with my scarf now. It looks fantabulous and I cannot wait to wrap it around my neck.. or bag. Whatevs, I'm sure my scarf will look pretty.

And on the same day I started knitting, I forgot to tell you that we've jumped to Wednesday already, doesn't time fly? So I went with Mark to get the really beautiful thing. It's so pretty I can cry when I look at it. It makes a really lovely sound as well. Not like my cat, my cat screeches and meows and coos. This baby produces music as though the heavens opened and the angels sang with it.

It's a Maestro ED1. Soooo preetty.

Oh hi, welcome to Thursday! I dropped by the Hangout to touch up on the murals then headed to Cold Stone to celebrate my birthday early with Elmo Tan. She's lovely, even if she made me wait. Yes, I'm going to have to mention that because I have a right to, it's my birthday celebration day. Just kidding, I still love you, Elly.

Her shoes are on the left, they're authentic Jeremy Campbell's. It's reeeaaally pretty. And the wood looks so thick, like a block. It reminds me a little bit of Janga. Janga is a pretty brainless game, Joanne loves brainless games. I know I'm rambling. Hi.

See my skirt? It came in the mail on Tuesday. It made me very happy because it's so pretty and asymmetrical. I felt like a bit of a dumbo for wearing socks but I kind of appreciated that they kept my toes nice and cozy. I bet your feet perspired after like 20 minutes in the hot sun, mine still smell fresh and nice. Okay, you got me, I'll admit I showered before blogging this so I never really got to smell my feet until like 5 seconds ago.

Okay, I shall go nurse my throat now. It feels like a desert!