Wow, I'm outdoing myself. Having two posts on the day I started my blog. Not to mention the previous one was painfully long (I just realised it!). Hopefully, I don't get burnt out.
New housemate (who shifted into my house since early December 2006. I have been staying in the same place since I came here in 2003) mentioned that today he's inviting his friend over for dinner. Asked me wheter I mind. A bit of background on my new housemate, he's bashfully nice, very afraid to offend people (or is it just me?). He has been cooking meals for the both of us since the beginning of this year. And when I asked him if he'd like me to pay for my share of the groceries, he said it's okay, since I'm paying for my share of the gas and only he's been doing the cooking. Yeah, I don't get it either.
Anyway, his friend didn't turn up. We waited (well, he waited, I was busy setting up this blog) and then decided to have the yong tau foo (his specialty!) to ourselves. Poor guy... nice guys finish last, some people say. Then again, he was good natured about it. Quote, "More food for us." unquote. Again back to my theory, that good attitude towards life = good life!