Like, Proud

Attending my dear friend Richard's play, being performed at the Judith Wright's Centre for Contemporary Arts, at The Valley. Called 'Like, Dead'. I can still remember poring over the first draft he'd emailed me when I was still stuck in Malaysia.

And also how last week's Easter was our one year anniversary of his trip to Malaysia.

Can't wait to watch it at the same performance space where Kala Ramnath, my guy's sis, performed.

Am also starting to write a short story after a very LOOOOOONG break, and its mostly due to Richard's encouragement, but that's another story.

In other news, I broke yesterday and had a meatball. But just one. Reason? Surprisingly, my tongue couldn't get used to the taste of meat after so many meatless meals. Not a bad thing, really. And I've noticed I haven't made that a reason to jump right back into carnivore world. Am still being vegetarian. And plan to make my very own Pav Bhaji this weekend, and perhaps even Semia Upma ( a gorgeous South Indian delicacy ). Can't wait!

Oh, and another thing - found an online DVD rental site in Australia for Indian movies, both Hindi and Tamil. Now it's all about either procuring a credit card, or get into some serious negotiations with the boyfriend.