we are all born mad. some remain so.

a lovely dinner with amanda and suzanne at miss clarity cafe on thursday night. i must say once i stepped into the little shophouse (purvis street outlet) my adversion of giggling girliness and lollipop candy fantasticals were thoroughly muted as i join the other 20+ female strangers swimming in a cotton candy aquarium.

we were all reduced to little girls. a few in a corner playing masak-masak. bitches, sluts, butches, sportsgirls, were all equal in the realm. utopia!

i exaggerate. but you get the idea! the food wasn't too bad as well. would like to go there someday again. :)

note to manager of miss clarity cafe: if you happen to read this, do away with your current waiters and waitresses! i guarantee you'll earn big bucks if you make sure they look like this.



i miss you girls :)