Admittedly, there have been spells where I write for the sake of making up the numbers of one's blog. Determined to beat last month's number of blogs but not quite having the heart nor topic to write passionately about.
Call it a lack of discipline or focus? But with so many things to do in a day, one needs to priorities and unless this is a major income earning enterprise then perhaps I would be deigned to focus a little more effort into writing about a pet issue that's been bugging me for days/weeks/years. At the moment most entries are more of diary entries:
Dear Blog,
We met the girls for dinner yesterday at Paddie. We went Malaysian. Food was good but there was alot of seemingly big shots malaysians along with their entourage also eating in that restaurant. We had to be careful what we said and steered clear of any discussion related to the recent general election. BFL who've since become very accustom to the the only chap amongst us girls was slightly dismayed who couldn't get a beer to drink (after a long hard week). But we made up for that by taking him to a pub after dinner. He not only had the drink he's been craving for he also had some proper English dessert rather than the somewhat salty versions we had in the restaurant. The night ended with more plans to meet up the following week. Next stop a comedy show and probably some dinner and maybe a trip to Greenwich for the weekend.
The end.
That was yesterday. Today's yet to fully unravel itself. Other than the slightly damper and cooler slant the weather has taken, we are set off to get ourselves some long overdued haircuts. We should be looking sharp by the time we get to Mum tomorrow. BFL especially. He looks so handsome after his nice cut.
Off we pops.
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