Oh come on

I have to remind myself to breathe—almost to remind my heart to beat!

WH

How’s ?

How is it that I'm almost always running on an outdated version of iOS?
How quickly does this OS evolve? Like there's a new tweak every exhale.

‘’’

Only heathens shove empty ice trays in freezer.

Laugh laugh in frames

:;

So hot that I couldn't tell whether I'm sitting in my room or getting immolated.
Whether I'm in the shower or in a steamer basket.

Catfight

My little one was in a fight and now has camouflage bandaids to show for it, on his right foot.

T’day

FO

Everything shall cease now, because Nadal on the telly.

Repairs

Basically today was maintenance day, on myself that is.

Yay

Holiday

The one thing I made absolutely clear on entering my parent's house and planting myself there for over two weeks was that ask of me no opinion, no suggestion or advice, for I can't be bothered to tax my brains.
If there's something needed just ask me to do it, and I shall without questions cuz zis Brain is on a vacay.

Trues

My feet dry
My hair parched
My skin arid
My life bedewed.

:)

It isn't just dislike, it's the knowledge that none of Body Shop products ever work for me even if they did work a bit the first time around, they'll inevitable bomb in the second application or usage and thereafter without fail.
And it happens. Always happens which is why Body Shop products are blacklisted in moi life.

!

There are something's I could never abide by as just a memory.

—-

Transformers 2 and I can't ever resist watching the first twenty minutes of the movie in good print and kickass sound.

Ehh

Someone just told me I look like a police officer and now I wish to bury myself someplace.

Absurds

The irony of diabetic, high blood pressure, hyper thyroid, scaling cholesterol, obese people giving health advice like it were the freakin' law.

()

Hand me that Kryptonite and what me make love to it.

Minds

'Come here you filthy little brain'

Ah’s

You're my electric city.
One where my nerves hold their daily discotheque, disco balls of throbbing impulses darting flashes of pulsating heartbeats in each direction.
The jazziest part of my inner being, sparkling with spirited zeal, emitting showers of plasma diamonds in an umbrella of bedazzlement. That's the part within where thou reside on the emperor's throne.

Wrds

Excessive mothering is smothering and suddenly I love this word a little more than slaking. (word love)

Michael bay style pics

Hmmm

My look is never complete without a watch

Layers

When was the last time that I'd religiously included sun screen as my everyday skin care routine?
Well, I don't even remember it which means it's been a long while, because who cares about a bit of sun? I didn't, seeing how it was always so scarce in Shanghai during extremely long winter months and now suddenly in this torrential downpour of incandescent heat of dry summer where even the tree don't bother growing leaves, I feel the need for screening my skin against harsh UV rays when I've to sometimes step out in the harshest of noon with the darling dog.

Wimps

'I told you I did,' he replied impatiently. 'Sit on the settle and let me lean on your knee. That's as mamma used to do, whole afternoons together. Sit quite still and don't talk: but you may sing a song, if you can sing; or you may say a nice long interesting ballad—one of those you promised to teach me; or a story. I'd rather have a ballad, though: begin

-WH

Not the one for emojis but I do love stickers

Shexpare

To step out and sit in the garden in residual warmth quickly darkening to near pleasant evening or to sit inside the room under light fan and perceptible warmth?
That is the question.

\

My gripe with TDKR was catwoman. I mean why?
It didn't need that character at all.
Absolutely not!

Honests

If I were to ever chronicle the movies I actually watched in movie theatres or rather at a time in life looked forward to watching, I'd do a bit of kamikaze.

Creep

Today I saw a 2 year old so tiny that I felt were I an eagle I'd surely have swooped down and clutched it in my talons and soared into the sky until I near hovered near the tallest tree an eagerly torn at my prize.

Ahem

'Contrived' is currently my word love.

'Be generous and contrive to see him'

Yes indeed I shall.

What I thinks

As I was gluing together my dry brush that seems to be falling apart I didn't realize that my fingers and palms found a way to get splattered by superglue.
Nothing much but little blotches on my palms and my finger tips.
Minute, but present and it didn't alarm me until I was told just now that my skin underneath those pixie blotches would tear itself out, that is to say my skin will shed and now I wonder if I'll feel it?!

Zis one

I

Never travels without ze eyeliner/kohl/lipliner sharpener. It took me near decade to find that perfect sharpener which would sharpen these necessary pencils without ruining their soft tips and flattening them rendering an annoyance, that would sharpen the pencil part precisely without digging into it with its blunt edge, that would perform miracles and finally I found one a few years ago that was sharp as sharp death could be with two sizes to fit different pencils and ah, is majiked to be sure

Oh woe

What would a lip scrub do if it were to cleanse away dead skin akin to rhinoceros hide?
It would do nothing, save scrape a few gentlemanly flakes of dried skin, but what about the freakin' proletariats?
It wouldn't do anything, that's when thou brings a wet towel over amply dampened lips and slowly, gently but surely scrubs away the thin layer of white shroud that begins to assemble each morning, no matter the precautions it's victim takes, from the application of oils to balms to all manners of soothing salves and yet, the skin dry, the weather drier makes it all a bit of yang and yang.

Argh

I still can't get over the fact the my drawing is hung upside down in this house.
Rather makes this look like an alien of the grotesque.

^-^

I feel rather hurt when someone kills ants

Hahairha

In praises of good hair days

Yay!!

Fatty

Drry

You know that scene in Rango when he falls out the car and suddenly his skin crunches and flakes off twice over, yes, exactly that's actually me right now, because damn the weather here is even drier than the place previous.
Dear gods I feel desiccated.

Crash boom bang

You know there's a dialogue in W.H. Spoken by Heathcliff and it near cremated me.

'If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day'

I mean come on!!
Bring on the freakin' love and smash my head to a billion atoms and goddamn me I'll slit throats and feel smug.

-

Don't you disturb me. I wallow in profundity these days.

Badzooka

That time of the day when my fingers browse my hair and come away scalded with heat trapped under my hair.
Like a radiation halo for my skull.
Need to air these babies out and let em loose to savour some air.

B&W

Ancient neglects and fresh heat

Feels

Little babies

Why do television serials always hire the ugliest kids for kid roles?
Like who does their auditioning?
What's the criteria? Like let's Find the ugliest little waif and cast him as the child in that role and eventually everyone will start finding him cute because we are going to bombard that channel with a new episode everyday and repeats.

I need a javelin to get impaled on.

I wanna break free lunch

No! I don't want to have lunch. I mean didn't we just have breakfast?
If you're not in the kitchen or cooking then you can either nap or eat, because what else is there apart from that and TV?
I say, this isn't something I understand, something which bores me, something that empowers that thick shroud about the house, painted with miserable doldrums.

Coughee

To coffee or not to coffee that is the question.
I'd coconut water but there isn't any and I feel like a bit of caffeine..
But uhm.. instant coffee, it isn't right.
Yeah it isn't, but then there's nothing else.
Ah, compromise
Never!!!
Instant coffee?
Never!!!!
Tea it is then.

W.H.

I don't know what happened yesterday but I felt like reading Wuthering Heights and upon finding a decent HTML began in earnest and it's unthinkable how mind bogglingly sublime that book is.
I nearly want to start cussing in exasperation at my inability to put across my love for it without thrashing about and having a convulsive fit!! Cuz goddamn after reading it again after a few years it unfolds into a new realm altogether, one which I didn't even remember exploring.
I'm finding every fissure the minutest size of a hair gash and dwelling in it.
Oh dear Gods!!!

Runs

Now for my next trick I shall drive nails into my eyeballs and try to erase the visuals of daily soaps that are morphing into a permanent chimera by my side.

Q’s

Now you tell me, if one person in the house is bent on always being in the kitchen even though there is no need to be in it, but still kitchen is the only place to be, not by the comforts of couch in a cool room or television but hot blazing kitchen which bears the brunt of direct sunlight from the large windows and stays evenly warm.
Whats's the the point of always living inside of it right from the morning?
What kind of needs can a house of two people possibly muster that almost the entire day is dedicated to the kitchen?
I ask you. Tell me!!

Crick crick

I look forward to watching cricket like I look forward to the plague.

@*##^<

Sometimes life comes up with such exciting offers that you forget to read the fine print .

Woe

This affliction, perhaps only those of the long hair would ever understand when heat from the hot day gets trapped within and you can feel the temperature change each time you unfurl some hair with your fingers, and suddenly there's warmth touching the fingertips and searing your knuckles.

Nah

You can try with all your might, try coming in and out of synthetic dreams, but if you're not sleepy then you just can't sleep.
An afternoon just about climaxing into combustive moans of igniting warmth, dust bitten life stirring only slightly in confirmed siesta, pronounced blahs of empty noon that propel each animation into a stupor, bulldozing within high walls of cooling draught.
A proposal to prostrate and jade..

Feels

Kaboom!!

Suicide vests should be sold for a valid letter of solid grief.
Mostly for euthanasia purposes.
It needs be a thing.

Fantasies

Ze vampire has descended and is out for ze blood of ze virgin.

Now you see it

What passes off for comedy also passes through the sewers.

These family serials I ask, the soaps rather are most cancerous with the torrid inability to never end.
It's almost farcical except they take themselves oh so seriously and so do those who watch them.
Living with these families channel after channel, dwelling in their grief, their happiness, their joys and insecurities, all of which are hardly mediocre at best.
Imagine the cheapjack entertainment feeding households with shoddy content and the masses that thrive on them.
Envision their ever dwindling IQ, quick evaporating intellect and behold a nation full of such such.

Halves

That time of the day when I feel split into two.

Ouch

How does one lie down on bed and type while holding up the phone.
Gravity is most unforgiving and my no one is that deft .

…:…

Some people are so convoluted you've to be a contortionist to figure them out.

Hmm so.

I'm looking at Cyanide Serenity's visa tickets in my old important marked mail and wondering what was that time of life? How many eons ago was it? What was I at that time?
I was nearing a bend I didn't see and all of a sudden the road behind was gone. Now it's disappeared and I don't bother looking for it, though sometimes I do recollect the time it was, the person I was..and now it's done and poof gone.

Priorities

All my mails marked important are the most useless ones of all.
What does that mean?
That life only charades as important but in fact all that it affects to be earth-shattering is in fact as trivial as a snap of fingers.
Though often times when I snap my fingers I see civilisations rushing to make love to me, which is why I usually refrain from such picayune exercises, instead focusing on things of far more import like trying to mind bend the clock's mechanism into learning to run faster.

Pics from my draft folder

Noiii

To die or not to die is the question while sitting in front of television just to be polite and give company while my soul slowly begins a ritual of disemboweling.

Hairlock

Remember me raving about a hair glossing hair mask product a while back?
I went in with another application today after washing my hair and it hasn't disappointed me yet again.
I can see the difference in how my hair are more lustrous than they've been the last couple weeks.
There's an almost varnished gleam to them and I do love how after a day the hair tend to straighten maintaining the silken zeal.
There's a healthy bounce to them without the matt crunchiness that my hair had taken to in this extremely dry weather and the volume hasn't suffered either.
All in all I do like this product a lot even if it means adding an additional step because it really feels worth it.
I will update more when I change my shampoo and conditioner to check if it works with everything.

Moi

My Sunday
in an existential crisis
My eyes
Doing everything other than watching television playing something akin to plague in visual forms.
My fingers
Tapping on your digital chest
My brain
wallowing in fluid electricity still coursing through thou
My heart
undergone meiosis

Antique

Who needs Jurassic Park when you can live amongst dinosaurs in their natural habitat that is their home with their archaic notions and time honoured beliefs no matter how fusty in implementation or antediluvian in presence.

In the thick of things

I
Keep smiling in the aftermath of our talks
And
Sip slowly from an oversized vessel of tea
Sit back against a couch that doesn't look like it got washed ever since it began living in upholstery
Rest my elbow on vintage wooden rest
Prop my feet on ancient footstool that still has lace runners from that time pre independence
Look at the air purifier that never seems to have been switched on
Listen to the blade babel from fan and cooler
Watch the curtains do a curtsy
stare through the rayless room that stays cool in this height of summer
watch the inhabitants ploddingly tread
scratch the sleeping dog behind his ear.

Truth

This house is where the ghosts come to get haunted and beg for mercy with such authentic misery that even the most stolid of gods grants them salvation.

Food feels

I was eating almost twice the amount of food in calculated macros cooked in varied kind of cuisines and styles everyday when I was back home and cooking and working out, but now, ever since I've shifted sides on the globe my meals have increased and portions decreased and hunger near diminished.
:(

Housed

Sigh even wifi signals have begun committing suicide.
Such is the wonderment of this Bastille.
The dejection of the digital is indeed heartbreaking, heart which feels like it's grown it's neurons deep within the earth and stood still through transmissions of heartsore howls through nerve impulses; mourning each melancholy.

»

Your treasure IS my trash.
But don't you feel sad about it..

huh the hyme

The dust ridden LED light
Beckons to me in a whining plea
only to tell me what it feels is right
that it isn't supposed to glow grey
but astonishingly white!

Blow

Gimme a place to stand and I'll move the earth and hopefully topple some people from it jettisoning them into space and perhaps that might just about warm them up.

Rawr

Not all dinosaurs are extinct..apparently. Some devolved into lesser beings with smaller hearts and constricted brains.

Bleh

If I could find Jesus, I'd gladly take his place on the crucifix right now.

Welcome

Living adjacent to the Doldrums avenue, across Moratorium street, near Despair central.
Yes, that's correct. You've only to take a left from block Dismal, and walk straight on Plutonian road until you reach Joyless crossing, from there a slight turn towards Weary street will put you on the right path.
Yes indeed, right opposite Tedious plaza.

Oh yeah

I wracked my head against a wall, I liked it. Loved the numbing sensation brought about my cranium after the first crack that near split my skull in two and let the brain matter stream out in stringy oozes through the membrane like fissure that still leaks grey matter.

Shopping

Now hunting for a nice noose. Snug and sturdy, thick and just the right length.
Perhaps a small stool too.

Deflate

The kind of place that makes a morgue look like Bacchanalia is where I currently try to slash away at boredom with a pair of thick metaphorical scissors, shredding into ribbons the languid ennui of joylessness that dulls my wits, blunts my smarts.
If there ever were cheers in this house then only a skilled archeologist with enchanted tongs could unearth the dissected remains of long buried mirth.
Where joys are taboo and happiness a path to corruption, I walk the side roads waiting to jaywalk to the other side of life.

But then again

Sometimes when you wish to experience hell you can always find it in a jar of instant coffee.

Die die die

The hate is strong today.
Arghh I feel my core combust with dark antipathy.
Slowly I diffuse into a scalding mass of abhorrent execrations.

No.

Oh god please don't let me watch the recipe video for a fried Cheese egg toast or I shall heave this bowl of lentils out of the window.

Hahair

The glorious hair day continues my dear friends. Yes indeed it does.
Are my hair just as shiny, soft, smooth and silky as yesterday?
No, but they are almost as good and that's more than enough. I'd say they've lost about 10% of their charm but that's agreeable.

There isn't much I ask of life except play game on some days.

Dim

Lights? There are no lights to speak of during the day.
Just a darkling bit of brightness through the small window, curtains tenebrous in their skin, loosely held sway to let slight light crawl on its fours into the room and spread in a syrupy ooze of trickling warmth, hospitably cool in its shadowlike tone.

Pizzaz

Is it possible to dislike a place so much that you constantly look out for pointy things to stab yourself?
What is a place even?
Is it the people? The house? The life and way of leading it? Is it the food or habits that dwell within?
I think it's the denizens of the house and how they chose to go about their daily existence .
A place/house/ home encapsulates the very essence of how they wish to live and the standards they like attributing to their lifestyle.
It's up to you to live like a pauper in a castle or an emperor in a hovel (as long as you don't have visitors)
There's an entire thesis to be written on this if one were to begin dissecting this topic and perhaps I will in some later posts when I sit with boredom induced slit wrists and contemplate universe.

nyahnyah

There's something to be said about comedy that feels tragic in its timing, execution and insubstantial content.
I feel a bit of Ed Gein surfacing within.

Hair hearts

In my never ending search for skin, body and hair care to take care of my oddly dry skin and overall everything I came across a magical hair mask that promises to make hair glossy.
On opening it today I found the texture odd, almost watered cream like, it smelled like glue, looked like glue and applied like nothing.
I'd immediately felt disappointed and near berated myself for buying something so silly and not cheap.
Well, I applied it waited the requisite time, washed my hair and didn't bother waiting for the results knowing well my hair wouldn't be all that happy.
I'm happy to report that I was proved incorrect because today my hair feel oh so soft and luscious, so bouncy and not glossy like satin but they do insist on glowing like silk.
I'll try this hair product some more and report on the results and if it is what it is being today then by the gods I'll buy two tubs of this glossy masque.

Ice and fire

I'm currently thriving on fridge cold water and iced coconut water because the sun ejaculating its immense radiance on each person with the force of a zillion erections is formidable.

Die die

Fuck you all spam bastards! You'll rot in the very annals of hellish anals that ooze lava from their blistering sores.. drip gummy heat from their open spores.

Spoot

It's hot it's hot and and what I'm doin
is not
what you apparently thought
with that paper in my hand and a pen in the other
A note?
Nay, it is for naught

Sads

I have lost some gains and some weight. :(

Marla singer

Why do I like this so much?

Zip zap

Sometimes I sink into the mattress, often I stay afloat and count stars, on an abacus calculate galaxies, reckon star deaths, compute conscious orgasms on their death beds.

Needs

I have to positively have to watch this upcoming movie called 'destination Wedding' releasing in August.
I mean I just have to, okay?

What? No. What what what?

Now tell me the grotesque hells to which these televisions serials have expanded their wretchedness.
I mean what in the blue sindoor fuck!!!

Hear hear

I shall now commence to stab my eyes with toothpicks.

Exasp!

The knives here are so blunt I can't even Seppuku.

Ahan!

Browsing for skincare has to be one of that addictive guilty pleasure that I do not wish to rationalize.

--/

Television so loud your soul has gone deaf.

AZz

And here in this noise whilst I listen to myself, to the blank spaces stretched between two thoughts getting louder the sound of whiteness in black lapses.
In dead seas when eyeballs float under eyelash tents of memorized recollections that inveterately run consciously.
staggering from the twilight of my memories a dugout hole expands beneath my feet.

Brain shindigs

Some days beg to be spent with a hip flask stowed away conveniently filled with your favourite poison which you could take a swig from intermittently to keep your spirits jocular and steps jaunty.
A small sip here, a little swill there and that's all you need to keep the atrophied emotions of nonplussed detachment at bay, of which I feel I'm currently in the midst of.
Akin to a tsunami of subdued languor that buries my person in heavy hitting listlessness, I look forward to finding an open portal that could immediately transport me into eager lands of fleeting time and zeal.
A portal that needs just be open with a small flick of the wrist, ready to decant barley ichor into thirsty mouths.

Time no go

How do you survive?
Through the day when each minute takes an hour to destroy itself. An afternoon that creeps sluggishly in dying breaths, slowly unravels itself into nothing new.
When morning began this morning, it took a long pause, as if steadying its breath into a giant exhale of a finishing day, wheezing out a small few minutes after a drumroll falling flat into a steady clock.
Every time I stare at the time, it feels frozen in suspended animation refusing to bulge forward.

Silent lights

As I look at the lighting in my room..the morning whiteness unable to permeate through a thick curtain letting itself secretly stream into thin ribbons from small slits and spaces; it lends the room a romantically obscured look, one that could be called pristine and voicelessly soothing.
A muted matte look to beguile the glossy glimmer of harsh sun or white tube lights.
It's morning indeed and as much as I like it bright, I do tend to dislike the effulgent light from outside that shimmers in bedroom to ignite everything into warming tones of summer.
As I look at the lighting in my room I know it to be densely quixotic, just as I prefer it during moments of moonstruck rumination.

Yes

My Instagram feed is fairly NSFW and I don't intend to change it because that keeps me from sticking my phone out of my person to mindlessly scroll.

Indeed

My book of excuses stays hideously unused. I think I'd rather start a library. Oh it will thrive on the customers alone.

Sstuck!

First time in my life I've realized what it's like to be in a house with no light.
Stuck somewhere far off and there's thunderstorm the intensity of a tsunami and well, it's out of my hands now. Whenever whatever..

-

I don't think I could ever imagine eating seahorses.

Stuff trouble

I hate how my hair feel these days. They're dry and dehydrated and I don't understand what I should do to reverse the gears.
I oil, cleanse, condition with an added serum, a drop of olive oil in water goes next and yet my hair just don't seem to get back to their regular texture.
I mean they were crazy but healthy crazy.

Faxts

Matthew Mcconaughey has to be the biggest douche turd to ever exist, after Bono.

Yes

Only SONY televisions knows how to properly HD.

Trues too

You've a face like you're just moments from crying or have recently just.

-I was told that once


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Trues

I'm a sucker for Transformers movie? Am I? As indeed I am.

Hmm

So it was Gomora who found Jim Carrey's mask. Interesting.

Heh!

My brother's house is a minimalist's nightmare and here I am literally jumping at every corner because every available space is encroached by a boom of stuff.
It's like an explosion of things.

Today

My brother volunteered to cook dinner which is going to be the most delicious chicken curry in the world, according to him, however I'm rather afraid how the entire kitchen feels a bit salmonella central, seeing how he's successfully cross contaminated a few dozen dishes, so basically I'm armed with soap and cleaning up behind as he leaves a small trail of cross contamination .

Yes

This city is an oven and y'all bakin' to death.

Teeny weeny

Here I am.

Unslept, unkempt, undead..here now, wallowing in familiar smells and tea.
It feels like it always used to, and I don't know how I like it.
Mixed feelings. Perhaps it takes a few days to slide into it all, like a glove that feels too cozy to fit but after a while you find yourself flexing in that little skin, like a shoe that bites a few days and wears down to a soft kiss..
Ho hum.
More..soon.

Turtles, frogs, eels

After all these years I can still find myself getting surprised in Chinese superstores.

Dislike corners

What is it about square plates that I simply cannot stand? Perhaps that they're square and they have corners and food has no business being served in anything with corners.
My hatred for squares doesn't end there, I also do not like square bowls and square shaped mugs, I mean why do they exist? Not like they look particularly eclectic, on the contrary they look rather imbecilic and I'll freely judge anyone serving anything in squares.

Oh dear

I think I might need some treatment.
I've started watching South India movies these days.

Hearts

Missing a day

Apparently is not Thursday but a Friday today and I'd been harbouring the illusion that's it's still just Thurs.
now where did one day go? I'm short of a day and now I feel the urge to bake a pizza.
Which I shall do; with bells on.

Truth

Not to be cynical and all, but what the heck is anti-ageing?
It's an oxymoron is what is it is and a billion dollar industry to boot.
Nothing, absolutely nothing except death can be anti ageing.

Bits and bobs

I'm thinking of doing a bit of drawing..you know some still life that won't ask too much, seeing how I'm here for a couple
more days before I travel and come home for a small stint.
Right, back from Thailand and almost 3kgs heavier what with unrestrained indulgence.
There never was a day when our small group slept before midnight and mornings were early, sightseeing, shopping, eating, feasting, fattening, gluttony, drinking, eating..that's all we ever did as one usually does if not partaking in the seedier side of the city, which none of us seemed interested in.
Of course the eating combined with local alcohols did contribute to the weight gain, and no, there wasn't a lot of drinking involved but even a bit for every meal post lunch is enough and by the gods of meals there were plenty.
Stopping at every haunt, kiosk, corner to sample and eat and four days later I can see the water weight sloshing about in my system.
Not alarming but certainly something one needs take care of. This weight usually dissipates after a week of getting back to normal routine and mine is almost gone and hopefully won't come back anytime soon.
There's nothing more I hate than getting shocked on seeing my scales.
There won't be a lot of working out, at least not as intensely once I touch down homeland but I hope to keep the cycle moving.
I'd hate to be out of touch and ungalvanized because nothing seems sweeter than not working out and nothing feels as worse too.
One has to keep a balance.
Ah, where am I going with this post?
Nowhere really..perhaps to the kitchen to make some coffee. I'm in the mood for something deliciously dark..
Hearts.

Meal melee

Fusion or is it confusion food, delicious though.
A satisfying large plate with a side of rice noodles and South Indian roast chicken.
The thing is today was a gruelling workout, what with both HIIT and strength, I needed something more than the usual and I needed a lot of it.
What began as a simple plan for cooking just some chicken and vegetables soon escalated into one with some rice noodles. I didn't like the idea of not eating any carbs and seeing how these rice noodles are my most recent food acquisition from a recent Bangkok jaunt, I figured why not? It's delicious, healthy and tastes exactly like flour noodles, and pairing south East Asian flavour with South Indian flavour isn't the best thing but somehow here they go so perfectly, not least because these noodles are just tossed with some vegetables in minimal Asian dressing.
Win win I say.

Book update

I came across this delicious gem of a book in one of my recent haunts in a book store in Bangkok and I had to buy it.
Basically it's about the science behind eating, explaining why we eat the things we do, why we like the things we eat and what is it about particular foods that allures us so.
It's about the in depth study that has gone into researching about the psychology and design that companies employ to draw us to particular foods, right from the texture and smells that have the ability to affect our decisions to packaging and colours and so much more.
I'll update more on this.

Meal heart

Back to old habits.
My absolutely favourite go to salad of buckwheat noodles, raw veg and a thin sauce of sesame paste and soy. A couple eggs to adorn the bowl and a need to shovel this absolutely delicious nutritious meal like a cave woman.

Some more

A few bits