The Contingency Plan

natasha and i had an adventure in the city yesterday.

we did a dance class, had an early dinner, went to the movies (hairspray), took ridiculous sticker photos (cried with laughter trying to comprehend the japanese machines), and then chilled on george street, people-watching.

i can't remember the last time i hung out with someone without making any plans. tash and i literally met and made up what to do along the way and had so much fun

some things to note...

* if you're down on money and want some authentic, quality taiwanese food, visit mother chu's in chinatown. for $20 two people can eat boiled pork dumplings with vinegar, hot and sour soup, pancakes with fried egg, marbled beef and tofu with chilli, greens with garlic and bowls of deliciously hot soy bean milk. it's almost criminal for the price. and don't forget the top the meal across the way with some emperor puffs (warm pastry balls with hot custard inside) if you can handle the long lines

* i heart the guy who works at the george street cinemas. although a little young, he makes me want to see more movies, and is the ONLY good looking guy we saw all night

* sticker machines are a fabulous ego booster. it's like those crazy japanese know that soft lighting will make your skin look luminous and then there are all those 'cute' effects for those bad body pics, if you can understand the machines...

* i don't get why so many asians die their hair orange. i understand they've bleached it but haven't gone all the way blonde, i just don't understand why

* tash and i lost count of the number of girls stumbing down george street, not even drunk yet and unable to walk in their pumps, wearing bad underwear underneath tight, short dresses and what's with all the boys wearing fluro tops with tight, white jeans and matching white shoes, bad mullets (shaved sides, seriously now...) or those big and boring, messy, hobbit hair cuts?? am i just getting old?? being there comforted me in the fact that i'm older and (hopefully) wiser in this department!

Sounds like a terrific night out! And don't get me started on the terrible fashion choices out there nowadays!

The menu at the Chinese restaurant sounds delicious!

My young princess fiona and i were both smiling and fidgeting to hairspray amongst a confused american crowd. we liked it for some obscure reason.

d