Tuesday, November 23, 2004
rumble in the stomach
ever walked around a food court from stall to stall suffering from gastric hunger pangs yet not knowing and not deciding what you're gonna have till a tight knot forms and sends a signal to your brain to fuck it and just buy whatever it is in front of you cos u just don't wanna browse anymore amidst blind morons in sharp heels and "char kuay teow eau de mist"?that's where one ends up with crappy food. food that you don't fancy. food that ain't tasty (explains why there's no queue). food that's not worth its money. and here i have, another dissatisfying luncheon with oily parfum in my hair.
dammit.
bee wrote this at 1:44 PM
