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Food Porn over the Weekend

Posted in Interest, Life by thisisanexperiment on April 26, 2010

Didn’t take much pictures over the weekend, partially because my camera was low on battery and I kept forgetting to charge it.

What I’ve been up to:

  • meeting up with friends at House @ Dempsey
  • window shopping at IKEA for my room-makeover-inspiration
  • meeting with friends over shisha & mint-tea
  • sleeping like I haven’t slept in 10 years
  • cleaning my room like a woman possessed, whilst listening to Eminem
  • redeemed free Swensen’s banana-split

The second last point is a good thing especially because it is the crucial step one to making over my room. Over the weekend, I’ve cleared up about 5 big bags and a big box worth of junk, and freed up so much space. My visit to IKEA also gave me tonnes of ideas for making over my room, and I’ve settled on a plan of what I want and an approximate budget. I am beyond EXCITED.

Here’s some food porn pictures.

The spaghetti looks yummy, no? It was the lunch that was so kindly provided for me by my boss & her helper. The presentation is so restaurant worthy. Awesome.

The subsequent pictures were our Friday night meals at Cedele. I adore sunny side up eggs, can’t you tell? And they’ve made me a fan of sourdough bread.

& here’s some food for thought via picknit

I’m looking for selfishness. Perfect selfishness. Like, say I tell you I want to eat strawberry shortbread. And you stop everything you’re doing and run out and buy it for me. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortbread out to me. And I say I don’t want it any more and throw it out of the window. That’s what I ‘m looking for.”

“I’m not sure that has anything to do with love,” I said with some amazement.

“It does,” she said. “You just don’t know it. There are times in a girl’s life when things like that are incredibly important.”

“Things like throwing strawberry shortbread out of the window?”

Exactly. And when I do it, I want the man to apologize to me. “Now I see, Midori. What a fool I’ve been! I should have known that you would lose your desire for strawberry shortbread. I have all the intelligence and sensitivity of a piece of donkey shit. To make it up to you, I’ll go out and buy you something else. What would you like? Chocolate mousse? Cheesecake?”

Murakami

As much as this seems like a terribly ridiculous, nonsensical, spoilt thing to want and to do. It is exactly how I feel at times. Prone to temper tantrums that don’t make sense. It’s not good, but sometimes you really want the response to be “I have all the intelligence and sensitivity of a piece of donkey shit”. I can’t explain it. Does anyone else feel this way sometimes?

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  1. xinyi said, on April 26, 2010 at 5:07 am

    love murakami & love you dear (:

  2. mark said, on April 26, 2010 at 4:27 pm

    too bad rosie didn’t hire me haha.

    “As much as this seems like a terribly ridiculous, nonsensical, spoilt thing to want and to do. It is exactly how I feel at times. Prone to temper tantrums that don’t make sense. It’s not good, but sometimes you really want the response to be “I have all the intelligence and sensitivity of a piece of donkey shit”. I can’t explain it. Does anyone else feel this way sometimes?”

    ^This is just pms.

    • thisisanexperiment said, on April 26, 2010 at 6:49 pm

      Yeah too bad. Has summer term started? Anyway, it happens so often that I think I need mood stabilizers

  3. lavendermirage said, on May 8, 2010 at 7:17 pm

    I just finished reading that book — Norwegian Wood. kind of depressing but I like. (:
    I MISS YOU! (Especially after seeing Caryn and Claire!) Life in Singapore seems quite funky from your blog apart from the sweltering heat! (=

    xxxx


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