Blank Doll types.

The past weeks have been relatively interesting. Drinks at Max Brenner's (gross, don't go) with Geri, Cand, Kris and Steve. Steve is going back to Indonesia! Let's hope he comes back. Breakfast, erm, lunch, erm, something with Tong, Victor, Jo and Cheryl which was quite interesting. These are people I haven't seen for quite some time and whose amity I sorely miss. Sometimes, you've got to hate the army.

Sun with Moon has a new branch at Central! Mummy and I never get tired of Sun with Moon for some strange reason. Just thinking about their goma pudding makes me feel nice and warm inside. Anyway, talking about food, I wonder if I can get Mummy to give me an advance on my birthday present and take me to the Cordon Bleu dinner held under the World Gourmet Summit banner. You just know Sean's going to die if he doesn't go.

Ah well, fat hope. Mummy's going off to Taiwan next week. Who the hell even goes Taiwan for fun anyway?

I have this weird obsession with bread which is starting to unsettle me.

C'est tout.