boring me to tears??nah.. not a chance..

before i start.. condolences to those.. who are missed..

they may have moved on.. but the footprints are never erased in our memories..




ok wake up time.. 0800.. almost.. abit later. wel but still around there.

then brushed up.. watch some tv..had orange juice and chips..

hmm.. yummy..



then i was in my room trying to fix up my com.. which miraculously got jolted back to life. fomr whic i am able to blog in comfort of a full sized keyboard..ahhhhh
then did some sketching.. trying to one day be able to do like wat those chunks at pininfarina do soooooo well..

i mena the p4/5 glickenhaus is wat the enzo should have been.. its just amazing..
well my alol time fav is still the bugattis atlantique...ever faithful..everlasting lines.. or fine craftsmanship.. if only i could but sit in and get smothered in the deep depths of sumptous leather in your interior..gosh dream come true..

later got to town.. fav spot for a cuppa and some bites followed by mr clarkson once again..loved his style.. if thats the word for it.. but seriously its funny all in the right spot.. maybe just for me.. but if mr bean was funny.. he's not too far..


well olio is as usual.. quiet with an ocasionl clink or metal on china.. but the entire place has this really provincial feel to it..ecept its air conditioned with not outgrowned vines and chirpping chafinches or watever they are...but then it got a little too crowded .. so went to catcha flick called click...

laughed mostly but cried at this one scene when adam sandler is about to die and he handed his wife a note .. it was so sweet... and so tear jerking.. i burst...


nice feeling to cry..its like everythign is goign to be alright..and cleanses your eyes..

well.. after which is home and back to fixing my com.. which right now is semi fixed..or in other words semi dead..heheh..