On the up: Weekends
On the down: Thumbtacks

I have been so lazy about blogging - and it's not even like there's nothing to talk about because there's heaps! I'm just lazy!

Okay, well, for now, here's a little story about my attempt to be sociable on Friday.

Alexis in Ampang was having a songwriters evening, and an open mic session after, so I thought I'd go hang out with Miin, who was thinking of trying out for the open mic thing. Vera came along too (poor thing lah, now that she's pregnant, nobody invites her out anymore!)

We thought we would be adventurous and go eat at this Indian place. Miin even made reservations, organised girl!

When we got there, we were the only people in that whole entire huge, huge restaurant. The deco was so damn cute too. I thought so anyway. Before we walked in, Miin goes, "The interior deco here is a bit questionable," but heck, that automatically means I'll love it. And I did!

Alexis was JAMMED SOLID. What to expect lah, Pete Teo was up on stage and like, the whole world loves Pete Teo. Okay, so I know he's a bit old looking but I think he's sooooooooooooooooo lovely! And that whole singing, film thing is very exciting! Artistic boys have far more character than the boring old bankers (they are usually poorer too, but that's what makes it all the more romantic wat)

I swear, the whole world there was being svelte and glamourous and wine-drinking. Vera and I decided to be different and scoff a huge brownie instead. Poor non-drinking Vera stood at the bar and stared at all the alcohol and looked very sad about not being able to drink because of the whole pregnancy thing.

I was like, "Aiya what's the big deal lah, only another few months."
She's like, "Imagine! It's like we put you in a big shop FILLED with pink things and we tell you that you can't have anything."
I was all, "Oh" and shut up real fast.

We couldn't be arsed to wait until 1am for the open mic and/or listen to other terrible singers, so we decided to go back to Miin's house and she played for us instead.

Then she started telling us all this scary horrible stuff about how beef and pork has heaps of worms. But but but I love hamburgers - so hooooow?!

Now Miin is all pretty-vintage dresses and all like well-behaved and virtuous and stuff, but she has some seriously strange stories. She's also a very clever doctor person (the medical kind with stethescopes and stuff) so she told us all these stories about the kinds of people they would get in the hospital she worked at in Melbourne.

Like the one about the guy who got a dildo stuck up his arse and couldn't get it out.

And the other one about a dude who had a glass jar filled with thumbtacks up his arse and couldn't get it out.

And a drug addict girl who ran out veins so started injecting herself in her groin (which then got infected)

Man, it's so gross that it just doesn't seem right to be writing about this kind of thing on a pastel pink blog. And when Miin tells you these stories it's like so totally ordinary. Like, you know, run of the mill stuff you gotta do on the job. Brave Miin.