sigh.

busted my ass off waitressing.
well and the day got even better - aunt rubes came.
only 4 mere hours of standing around/dashing around
clearing dirty plates
flashing smiles at strangers (some, incredibly snooty)
pouring damn green tea refills,
and i got really tired.
had to say it was some tiring fun. great people.
but i'd rather be busy as a zip than to idle.
the dull ache of cramps would become almost unbearable.
nearing the end i was going crazy.
washing the countless condiments containers/lids/spoons.
lord.
that was the longest i have ever been at the sink.
i reckon after my waitress stint
i'll be a somewhat reasonable homemaker/housewife
good enough to impress any potential mother-in-law.

the precious one thing which saved the day - yummy leftover sushi!

my breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper all rolled into one.
that i promptly ravished with glee.
pity i couldn't finish everything :(
what a waste.
but i did salvaged the pricey ones to the best of my ability.

i miss my baby.

i wish we could laze in bed all day sweetie.
and baby?
buy me hand moisturiser!

mum just told me my bra got stolen by some gross shit.
while it was being hung out to dry.
how sick is that.
and it's one of my favourites!
why didn't you just fall to your death pinching undies?
all 21 floors and perhaps more.
that'd be nice.
smashing your brains with your fetish strewn all over.

maybe a new bra too. heh.