blown away.

yay, it's gonna rain soon. so it's really windy and there's the smell of rain in the air (:
i'm counting down to mom's return, so it's another 12.5 hours...

chronicles of pickle girl, aka maimai.
location: airport mac dees.
PG is for pickle girl

PG: erm, can i have a coke and one hot-fudge sundae please.
counter: ok. anything else?
PG: erm, no... (hesitant, VERY hesitant)
PG: ...do you provide pickles?
counter: what?
PG: pickles...
counter: erm, no. (laughs)

note: niennie was our undercover, so this very conversation was observed by her. accuracy not guaranteed, but i choose to believe so cos it was damn hilarious.

so that was friday dinner with nien, min and elisa :D
it was good.

it's raining now (:
i should do some work and stop channel-surfing.
toodles!