This is Laeng Zai

(Cantonese for good looking child)

Some years ago, someone suggested I get a lovebird. Yesterday I finally caved. Was gonna just get a cage because that’s all I thought I could afford this month… but then the bird shop had a CNY promo for lovebirds that…

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24–1–22

Poison of choice: Gin, neat.

I think I’d like this to be a weekly thing. Takes my mind off the misery.

Bloody institutional, political barriers impeding my recovery, my moving onward, and upward.

I should not have said I will not cook or bake for sale. But if anyone…

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Diary of one with very low energy now, really

(Perhaps documenting the time before my death, for I am really, really tired. Simply existing is exhausting. Heavens, give me a job for which I’d happily wake up on time and show up for every day.)

Tried my induction cooker for…

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Life Pt 2

Oh, bloody brilliant. Just when I thought the butterfly scourge was over.

Just when I had written that I think I’ve stopped functioning.

And I just want to lie in bed and do nothing.

A bed that I have to work to maintain.

I wish I could…

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Life

This morning, I didn’t even feel like getting up to eat. What will I have?

Still, I dragged myself out of bed to make this: waffles with applesauce and cinnamon in batter and sloppily applied ice-cream and honey.

What am I supposed to do with my life…

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Delirium

It’s quite the conundrum when one has no energy to cook but one still prefers one’s own cooking to outside food.

The booster shot is a bitch…

Oven-baked mandoline-sliced fries, yesterday. Charred in places, but the browned bits are the best. Today’s delivery takeaway was meh in comparison to…

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