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10/10/2006
I feel a little blah. A little tired, a little disjointed. Like things are not sitting well. Like I’m not digesting well. And I’m not.
In an otherwise fairly blah day, Pete made dinner. He bought up a storm between the Fish Market and Cold Storage (which he insists is a really bad name for a shop selling produce, but a great name for a place that stores cadavers). Tonight KF had to do the most dishes ever in our place for a meal, but we enjoyed really fantastically fresh boiled prawns in sake, baked shiitake mushrooms, a butterhead lettuce salad and sashimi.
Best meal I’ve had in weeks.
After dinner, I went to take a shower during a commercial break on America’s Next Top Model and slipped in the shower. I managed to do so pretty noiselessly, though I did bring down the shower curtain. I landed on my fat ass, so that didn’t hurt as much as stun, but I hit the side of the tub and sustained a large bruise on my left side.
B-L-A-H!!!
Well. At least I didn’t break anything.
In other news, I didn’t run into Leslie Kwok today 
and only the original flavour Yakult is nice. Maybe orange is acceptable. The rest is ikky.
