I'm writing this while eating Pad Ba Mee from Ayuthaya. It's good GOOD.

there's nothing much going on except the usuals.

intense studying, cheap coffee runs, Gong Cha breaks over at Queen St, and plenty of headaches.

the only unusual thing, is this Pad Ba Mee i'm pushing down my throat one spoon too many at a time.

seriously. i wish i'd marry a Pad Ba Mee professionalist...if that is even a thing.

i sure damn hope it is.

I removed all previous posts to a private place (all 300-400 posts) because i just don't think they are relevant anymore; just like how i did for my posts since 2010. They're all on drive, which I'm prolly gonna read again later when i turn 40... or when I get a first grandchild... or when my 30th grandchild loses his first baby teeth. 

One never truly knows.