In this time of being temporarily handicapped, I have taken up permanent residence in the Starbucks directly opposite my flat and the one behind my flat. (Why Hong Kongers feel it necessary to have two Starbucks within a 30 second walk away from each other, I have no f-ing clue).
It is borderline DANGEROUS for me to be holed up in Starbucks, in this prolonged period of inactivity and sitting about doing nothing except for caring visitors popping up to have competitive races with my crutches and to poke fun at the way I now walk.
DANGEROUS in a chocolate-swirled-mountain-of-whipped-cream-brimming-from-venti-gingerbread-latte-combined-with-mini-Christmas-log kinda way.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll opt for a tall-skinny-sugarfree-soy-latte and a salad.
Just maybe.
Or not.
I’ll like to issue a formal apology because someone has a little bit more Dre to hold on to this Christmas, unfortunately.
Sorry, dude.
To think more positively, I feel like this added chub will help me fend off the snow and deep-freeze that I'll experience in less than 17 days. Being in Asia for this long, I think my body has been rendered incapable of withstanding anything that's less than 13 degree celcius as far as winters go.
I hereby summon all the powers of the universe to properly heal my lacerated foot before the last grain of sand passes through the timer so that I may once again find myself in 5 inch stilettos in snow before falling flat on my face on black ice.
Excitement abounds in my run-on sentence.
J’ai hate de partir. Vive les deux semaines de vacances d’hiver!!! :)

I have THE best girlfriends EVER! Thanks for coming up to my flat twice this week to care after my stitched up foot, stuff me with sushi and give me good company till well past midnight even though you all have to work the next day! LOVE YOU GIRLS! 
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