tumble here.

i have moved.

dear blogger,

it's not me, it's you.

we've been together for 6 years. you were my first taste of web freedom - the space to write anything i wanted. an avenue for my friends to understand me without actually talking to me. you knew my deepest darkest secrets.

but i've met tumblr. and, it was love at first sight. I swear when i was creating my new interface, i was thinking of you. it started as a physical thing - the clean layouts and interface, the excellent blogging facilities - but now it has morphed into an emotional attraction.

tumblr is a lot like you, you know. it does exactly the same things as you. maybe that's why i liked it so much. but there's one thing that it has that you don't - change.

You have not changed. with web 2.0 emerging, you still remained in version 1. while other blogging sites became intuitive, your engine remained complicated. when wordpress began revolutionizing the content management systems, you... you never did.

that's why blogger, we must part. though many firsts where given to you, i feel our relationship has not blossomed as much.

you will always be a part of me, i'm part of you...(i want to say indefinitely) no more.

love,
karen.

the weekend.

my weekend was great. how was yours?

<3

love in my tummy.

the best thing that came out of the infection - chicken macaroni.

when i'm sick, i cook.
because i'm at home, no one's around, i know exactly what i'm craving (usually good ol' soup) and i can eat as much of it as i want without judgement.

ok next thing on the menu - Bailey's Cornflake Crispies.

time traveller's meh.

hello world. it's been awhile.

been home bound for the past two days due to an infection. first food poisoning last week, then this. i'm getting to weak for my own good, getting sick and infected way to easily. i hate taking mc and feeling like someone is trying to pull my stomach from the small of my back. need to stock up on vitamin c and other "bu" stuff.

well, at least i got to cook during my rest :) cooking always makes me happy.

enough of the infection, to the weekend!

first, as a welcome back to health treat, the beau bought me dinner at the much anticipated Astons. ok, i hear the "gasps!" from your screen, but yes i've never eaten at Astons, always put off by the long queues. He forced me to queue and discussed very questionable baby names (for instance, he would like his first child to be called Tchaichovsky or Aristotle or Xerxus, for that matter). since, at this point, i am not the mother of the baby, i had no veto. well done.

Astons was very satisfying. The steak i had was very very tasty - had it in medium, and it is one of those places where you don't have to down the doneness. You get the exact doneness you like. yummers. the beau's chicken was delish too. We had two mains and two soups and it came up to less than 30 bucks. quite reasonable. lovely.

we proceeded to catch District 9, which literally blew me away. i went in with the beau refusing to disclose the story line to me and came out begging the beau to promise me a sequel (ok, beau is not peter jackson, but worth a shot). It was simply - great. no doubt. i can't tell you what's great about it though, it was just a great experience. the story line was pretty solid, character development tops and the cinematography was very unique. GREAT LOH!

but all good things come to an end, as you will read.

so today, me + beau + 2 other hardcore TTW fans headed down to cine to watch what we have been waiting for months for: henry and clare immortalised in flesh on screen.

all i can say is a big big big MEH.. italics, bold, caps and underlined.

supremely underwhelming, story was cut in a unkempt and disregarded way. important bits from the book were left mysteriously out, even altering the very poignant and important ending (i understand the movie cannot contain the full book within it, but this, this was insult!). this book wasn't meant to be a happy ending! it was meant to be tortured, painful, poignant and joyful all at the same time. no word.

they left out ingrid, the torrid affair, henry's mother's death (over and over again.) and kinda of trivalised the entire story. wah lau, worse 10 bucks i spent at the movie! (aside from twi- ok, nevermind!)

luckily, dinner more than made up for it. headed to bedok 85 for bak chor mee, orh luak, chicken wings and otah. good to the last drop though i became so full i had to hunch forward to suck my stomach in. WAY too much effort.

thanks to ling who sent me straight to the doorstep despite living in the west. huat ah pop cherry crush!

ok, another week of work, another weekend to work towards. mini milestones, baby steps.

samurai girl is playing on channel 5. oh hello stereotype!