yes, this is escapism in the new age. make a clean breast of whatever you want and let the water continue to flow under the bridge. a portal where the other hidden self can be released and explore as freely as it wants to. SO PLEASE NO NAME CALLING HERE...I AM ANONYMOUS OR JUST KNOWN AS ESCAPE!!! repeat after me...THIS IS A SPACE TO ESCAPE FOR ESCAPE.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
atticus the gnawer
grandma treated everyone to dinner at a restaurant today since it was the new year and all her children are back (3 sons and 1 daughter).
we had it at restaurant fook man. all dishes were yummy and we had no leftover. yea no wastage.
atticus could not even let the trotter's bone escape his gnawing. he asked special permission from his parents if he could gnaw at the bones. i guess it was too delicious to go to waste. after he had finished gnawing, what was left of the bone was packed away to be given to the dog in slim river. and attie had said that he wanted another visit to the restaurant before he headed back to aussie on 11 jan.
p/s: he missed me yesterday when he was in genting highlands! hahaha...he smsed after dinner at about 10pm asking how i was.
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