your out having fun and it hits 11 and no matter what you’re doing you can’t stop the watering of the eyes, the slight drooping of the eyelids & the desire to crawl into bed.

Sneaking in some late night dinner during birthday celebrations. Went for a ‘choose your own’..’rice vermicilli/stuffed eggplant/fried beancurd skin/pork prawn dumpling in chicken soup……much like the ‘choose your own’ adventure books, deciding was abit of a bitch. There should be a timeframe one is allowed to spend browsing a menu .i.e the less time given the better because one can make a good choice at the start, but given time to sit on it, can easily change and go for something else. This is not something to be pfft pfft-ed at too. It’s the difference between a nice night out and a ‘i need to throw this in the chef’s face, take me to McDonalds so I can eat and try to forget how bad my meal was prior’
Just saying!
On another note, you know when you have cravings?

Carrot sticks w/sweet soy sauce dip.
HEY! Stop the judging! As the homie in me likes to say: Don’t diss it until you’ve tried it aiiight!