It seems like I can never have a proper sit-down time to write my shit. Been absolutely busy. And there's absolutely no privacy here in the office when I'm trying to do a blow by blow account of what's happening in my life.
But I will try.
I had Baked Chicken Curry Rice for lunch at the newly opened Banquet at Clifford Centre. I must have looked extremely hungrily greedy just now because a guy came up to me and asked where I got my meal from.
Now let me tell you that when 'm hungry (or when I'm not), I tend to look like one hell of a ravenous woman who has not eaten meat for ten thousand years. I chew really fast and swallow even faster.
One friend commented that when i get food after a long period of hunger, I sound like someone having an orgasm cos I'll make all these appreciative and satisfactory moans of pleasure. Hah! I love my food.
Excuse me but gimme big fatty meals anytime. No tiny salads please. Well, salads are fine but AFTER I eat something else.
Ok later hunnies. Got an Order of Court to do.
the enigma was spotted at 14:47