Argggghhhh I hate msn, i'm blogging and halfway i click a link on msn and it uses my blogging browser window to load the new page. I tried to do a 'back' but it was too late, my words have all disappeared.

Anyway, i was saying, nobody sells fantastic laksa these days. I met up with Dancing Kid for dinner and decided that laksa was good today. We overturned the whole Toa Payoh central to find a laksa which is from a stall she didn't eat before (she thinks all the stalls of laksa she ate in Toa Payoh central was not fantastic) and didn't contain nothing more than mussels (she doesn't take mussels). We decided that Toa Payoh was not a good place for laksa today so we headed up to Bishan.

But it turned out that Bishan had zero bowls of laksa for sale from a total of zero laksa stalls. So maybe laksa wasn't really good today after all, we then decided to crash in on Cafe Cartel in Junction 8. We shared a plate of... i really have bad memory these days, i cannot remember the name of the dish, think it was something meatlovers something or something like that. We then topped our stomachs with freeflowing bread and butter.

The food at Cafe Cartel was not fantastic, but the freeflowing bread and butter was a very nice culture. There were no service charges, so unless you're a sweet looking female, don't expect the staff to help you with anything. They got for Dancing Kid a knife, but ignored my requests for a fork : ( Discrimination against gender...

Anyway, we decided to get coffee at Starbucks, and had to head back down to Toa Payoh. The day ends with Dancing Kid yada-ing about me going to NYDC with Lil` Couzin but never went with her...

Anyway, on a note not related to today. Yesterday, Raffi, WP and one of their mutual friend, i'm not good at remembering indian names sorry, was walking towards the MacDonalds to take a taxi out of East Coast Park so we could take the MRT (Singapore's Tube) home. But along the way, WP stopped suddenly saying she has leg pain, or something like that not very sure what she said with me having poor hearing and all, but i'm pretty good at reading lips and body language.

Anyway, i'm pretty glad i fought the impulse to offer to piggyback her. I'm pretty sure that would come across as something other than being helpful, even if i'm only really just trying to be helpful. Which does bring to mind, couple years back, sometime near christmas at Tanglin Mall. I was out with Elendil (or was it Wilfred?), Dancing Kid and Lil` Couzin, also heading home.

They were younger then and had home curfews and stuff. So we were kind of rushing home, also towards the MRT. And then along the way, Lil` Couzin also stopped suddenly with leg pain. Hmm... makes me think leg pains are a girl thing. Anyway, at that time, i had this impulse to offer to piggyback her. Which again i didn't. What is the point of me mentioning all these? Well... no point. I'm getting old, old people make conversations, not points.

Yeah i know, plenty of people would scoff at my last sentence and say, "Old? Young man, you ain't seen nothing yet.". Well... already i'm taking showers sitting down, just how many people do you know of who take showers while seated are young. I don't quite know how my showers evolved to a seated position. I guess i'm too lazy. So much for now, ciao.