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Alright with BKK then camps coming up it’s impossible to keep with the day-by-day challenge (already, i’m failing miserably lulz). I’ll complete it (eventually) I promise, but yez. NO MOAR EBERYDAY sorry.

Guys i actually have a life! Dinner with the A16 girlz at Saveur (OHLORDYAMAZINGQUALITYFORTHEPRICE) and then Sleepover at Debbie’s! The next day was brunch at Marmalade Toast where as usual i got the Chicken Masala wrap although i’m dying to try something new and chocolate truffle cake. And then Lao Jiu the next night but with my infant’s sleep cycle i was dead by the end of it (also cuz of smelly ang moh) (even after Starbucks legasp!?) Saturday i fulfilled my insane craving for Mos Burger and EwF’s Nutella tart and also other things lulz. And BEACH DAY YESTERDAY so much sand and dunking and sunnnn and also nua-ing and i wanted Solero so bad but didn’t get it but i did get Fruitare at the end of the day happy me. And it’s off to the land of Thai tomorrow~

For awhile i was addicted to the soundtrack for a movie adaptation of Goodbye, Tsugumi by Banana Yoshimoto:

FINALLY got to read the novel, and it didn’t disappoint. I loved the character of Tsugumi.. complex and intense and violent and unbearable, but i was especially impressed by the way Yoshimoto tied her to the different characters. (Also, her speech patterns are hilarious.) The protagonist’s side story about leaving the idyllic seaside and entering Tokyo, as well as her life as a child of an extra-marital affair was brilliant as well. Thing about Yoshimoto’s stories are that they never try to overwhelm/bore you with one large happening. It’s always set at a specific period, and as in real life, many things are going on at once and nothing takes real precedence. One event may shade the other, but never overshadow. Like life itself. It’s all very believable, which i like.

That was after Yoko Ogawa’s Housekeeper and the Professor. It was a short, simple read as well – but had little of the impact. Quite a cute idea la – old professor establishing ties with a young housekeeper and her son and inculcating in them a love for the beauty of math. But everything – the professor’s unexplained and sometimes overt love for children, the allusion to his affair with his sister in law (?), his 90 minutes memory, everything just doesn’t seem very functional in reality. Still a pretty good read for maybe a free afternoon.

Halfway through Winterson’s The Stone Gods!