tales from an ordinary world

2002-05-08

for a tiny moment, my throat felt like it was tickling the ceiling. i hadn't corrected my housemate's telephone-order of a jungle curry for me instead of the panang curry i'd asked for. my spicy food tolerance has diminished since my heady university days, when each meal was taken as some kind of challenge. nowadays...well...it just doesn't matter so much anymore. food is to be enjoyed, not to be survived. although once in a while, i do kinda miss those days, i guess.

the best moment of the day was when i hopped out of droo's car, finishing some drunken conversation punctuated by hiccups, and put my hand into the letterbox, whereupon i retrieved an off-cut piece of cardboard sent from canada that proudly proclaimed haiyan had moved house. i truly live for these times of temporary wonderment.