If you see me now, you will point and laugh. Then perhaps run away in disgust of my horrendous mess of a face.

My dear loyal fans, I am sunburnt. Like... bad sunburnt. All the result of a lack of sunscreen to block off the lifegiver's torrid rays. The rays struck my skin mercilessly and I suffered for it. Why? For the tennis. Good ole Aussie Open called to me and I had to go. Without a hat. Or sunscreen.

Ah, the consequences.

Saw good tennis though, for that i am grateful. But now, my arms hurt and my nose is a disaster. It's... ugly. IM.... UGLY. And my friends, that is a sight you DO NOT WANT TO SEE.

Alas, i must endure and wait and endure some more before my nose, hopefully, returns to that proud vantage it was before.

Til then... put on sunscreen. Slip slop and... er... skiddadle?

Dog Don't Care Bao

Shanghai steamboat, complete with spring onion pancakes, minced meat pancakes, and "Dog Dun Care" Bao that was oh so yum. For 20 odd bucks, the value is amazing. I'm so full right now, dribbles of liquid ex-food keep exiting the mouth.

But I digress.

Went down to the city on Sat night, where I went to a delightful karaoke lounge complete with EVERY SONG IMAGINABLE. I mean, there were pages of Jap songs! PAGES!!!! And hip and happening tunes. I screamed to Larc, emoed to River and tried my hand at MFLo's Miss You... which failed horrendously. Foo Fighter's "Best of You" destroyed the voice. But all in all, was mighty good fun. Must go back again. Must.

Also... far too many friends are leaving... or well, not coming back. It irks me. It irks me a lot. And there's nothing I can do to stop them. They just... dun wanna stay.