Magistrates who spend their lives hiding their mistakes.

They look at you and I, and envy makes them cry.

I want to do a series on cone heads. Now if only my talented Mr. Cone would just agree to putting on the cone a couple more times. Pretty please? With a cherry on the top?

There was an adventure yesterday that involved a long bus ride to East Coast with me drooling on Ryl’s shoulder. Hong Kong Cafe was indeed very good but once again I failed to consume what I went there for- Peanut Butter Thick Toast. Oh the heavens have not been blessing me, for my stomach was too pumped with MSGed instant noodles and iced horlicks. WHEN WILL I FINALLY HAVE THAT BLOODY TOAST? The best toast I had was in KL… so soft and juicy, not too sweet, just nice.

Ok I seriously need to get ready for work now now now.