And, in the continuing series of shitty blog entries...

Near the church where I play on Sundays, there's this small, low-profile Chinese bakery where I used to go for pork buns. I stopped going a couple of months ago after the time the waitress had a bunch of gauze wrapped around her index finger. I don't know, somehow I just thought, hmm pork buns and bloody fingers, and I grossed myself out. But last Sunday I thought, what the hey. It was really cold and I thought I'd get a hot drink. Anyway, when I was a kid, Horlicks was this chocolate tablet that I'd munch on during recess and it was on the family's grocery list all the time, until it disappeared mid-90s. Or maybe I just stopped going for groceries with my family at about that time. (Ovaltine had their version - Ovaltinees). I've seen Horlicks on the Chinese bakery's menu before and I've always been curious if this is the same Horlicks of my childhood. I was expecting a chocolate malt drink but it turned out to be much like soy milk - light with just the right amount of sweetness. Anyway, after some research, I found out that the company still exists, is based in London and that the product does come in Chocolate. Unfortunately, I don't think they still make the chocolate tablets. But they do claim to help you sleep better.

{Hole in One, Desaparecidos}

Blinking once, twice

I cut my hair. Rather, I got a haircut. I decided to get a simple, no-fuss bob because I'm planning to grow my hair long, but it was getting too mullet-y because of the shag. So, less quality time with my hair dryer now.

I missed the lunar eclipse last night. The weird thing was, I wasn't doing anything at that particular time. I was just sitting on my couch, watching some crap on TV, and I knew beforehand that the eclipse would start at 8:06. But eight o'clock came and went and still I sat on my couch, hypnotized by taco commercials and beer ads.

{As Night As Now, Mates of State}