The long Easter weekend

The weekend I had expected to spend quietly catching up on reading, blogging and running errands exploded into a hectic buzz of social activity. Unfortunately, I failed to capture many other interesting moments due to general scatterbrained-ness.

Friday was spent with RR, having brunch at Dead Man Espresso (pork belly BLT, mmm) and the yummiest gelato from this place on Brunswick St (I forget the name again, but I returned the next day), before heading to SL's for dinner. Monday will be spent fishing and possibly catching up with the twins from KL.

Easter was spent at Planetshakers, Brunswick. John Bevere was a very charismatic guest speaker. I instantly developed a massive crush on him. This was my first visit to this infamous church, which had a reputation for being "jumpy". The rock concert-like atmosphere was invigorating and the sermon ("Do not repay evil for evil, God is waiting to give you a blessing") was very apt. We had dim sum at West Lake for lunch (great food, atrocious service). I was fined $58 for parking 3 hours at a 1P zone (note to self: Open thy eyes!).

Haha. My adolescent nickname.

The extremely kampung-like external loo at the Korean restaurant on Victoria St (I forget the name). I normally detest Korean cuisine, but agreed as I hadn't met BY since college days. It was a lovely catch up. The food was surprisingly edible, though not outstanding. I later attempted to send Sherlyn home, which had us driving around aimlessly for ages before I then got lost/ stuck in a traffic accident-induced jam/ got approached by a cop for not switching my headlights on (doh!).

Saturday was spent with EH and AK, furniture-hunting in IKEA. I spent a few hundred on storage and lighting for my new room, which is slowing looking less like a refugee detention centre and more like a bedroom. It was a fruitful morning/ afternoon. We also wound up on Bridge Rd and Smith St, a worthwhile recommendation by EH. AK and I got pretty decent deals at Tony Bianco.

The toilet bowl on our street. I have no idea why it's there (it's been there for more than a month, at least to my knowledge), but it reminds me of that episode of Scrubs where the Janitor (Dr Jan Itor, haha) installed a loo on the hospital roof.

French Earl Grey with SL. SL is currently feeding me, both spiritually and physically. So far, her Leftovers Pasta and Leftovers Fried Rice have been very yummy comfort food. And the Maggie Beer fig and caramel ice cream tastes uncannily like cendol, only about 70 times dearer.