my brother and my father are cooking together. atleast it appears that my brother is flipping through recipe books and telling my dad stuff, and my dad's putting stuff into a saucepan or whatever.

i, of course, am staying safely out of the way - since, as UKTrip people would attest, I am possibly even worse at following instructions on an instant food packet than creating my own gourmet cuisine. Not that I've ever tried the latter. But my dad, just yesterday, took a recipe book and then twisted the recipe around and came up with some really fantabulous stuff.

so anyway, hopefully this'll be good. because my dad had told the maid to wait until he came home before making dinner. BUT he only came home at 8, and until then he'd forgotten to call and tell her what to make for dinner. so we briefly debated going out, but my brother finally refuted because my dad and i wanted to try lebanese at holland v and my dad refused to drive all the way to orchard and beyond, and my brother was opposed so dinner out is postponed to tomorrow, possibly. and so my brother and daddy are cooking. pray for my alimentary canal. ok i trust the dad part of the cooking duo, but i have grave doubts about the brother part.

moon river is quite possibly the beautifullest song ever. breakfast at tiffany's connections, and sinatra's rendition. loverlyy.

what else. today was an. odd day. things kindof blown out of proportion, but good eventually because resolutions were made by yours truly. i miss sophie! and today kelly was mia as well. but it was kinda nice to be by me onesy, and hang out with different people whom i haven't hung out with in ages. a catch-up session, of sorts. and then lit s was fascinating as usual.

then to borders, where AGAIN i was told that Want Two will arrive in two or three weeks. they tell me that every two weeks when i decide to go check if my darling rufus has arrived in this good city. gee at this rate i could just wait for... i don't know, april or something. the next time my dad's going to the US. i doubt it's very soon, he's currently very busily making the rounds of south-east asia, it seems.

and shoojee had a terrible dilemma over passage to india, but finally didn't buy it either. i stuffed myself silly with oversweet chocolate at coffee bean, and he said something extremely funny which i will not repeat because a) i can't remember the exact phrasing which was the funniest bit and b) he will -kick my butt-.

and then to jelita, where shall we dance has been rented out!!!! sighhh i didn't rent it yesterday because it's a onedayloan thing and i was going to watch it tomorrow at shirin's, meaning i'd have had to pay a fine. but then today it's gone!

so completely fruitlessness. well, atleast i was there to loan shoojee money for the james moody tickets. i think i need to collect money back. now i have 60 bucks of mine, residing with other people. must collect it all back tomorrow. oh andddd i bought a rolling stone with johnny depp on the cover. haha it's the second time i've been to memphis music and bought an expensive magazine with johnny on the cover. all these hot men, v bad for me.

andy williams version is also -so nice-. ok sheesh i hope dinner's ready soon. am sleepy and hungry. and my mum bought me another levi's top in bangalore but she couldn't find the benetton sling bag because the benetton store there is having a sale of old stuff, so i am wondering if my dad will give me 62 bucks to buy it here. although i have the double indecision, because there are three types of bag, all corduroy and all available in a bunch of colours, ranging from 35 to 62, in different sizes, obviously. one is small and going-out-bag-y, one is bigger and handbag-y which resembles marc jacobs bags but is possibly a bit bigger than i'd carry now because i'm sort of either small bags or sling bags type of girl.

well, tomorrow: shirin will be along, for second opinion. i needs to make a decision.
god i'm so sleepy i'm going to fall asleep before dinner.