22 JULY 2008. TUESDAY. 09:03PM.

Two things i've been dying to do have finally been set in stone for August. First a table at Jackson's Can you believe they require deposits for bookings in case of a no-show? Gawd, i hope i can demand my deposit back if the food doesn't live up to the expectations. Second, a weekend trip to Margaret River. Woohoo! ... I've been campaigning for my desperate need to escape the city and rallying up sympathy for my non-existent holidays while everyone else have been traveling. All i want to do is drink wine all day and toast marsh mellows all night.

My dinner (and tomorrow's lunch) turned out pretty tasty tonight. Who can tell what it was?