PDA-ing

Last night at a Starbucks in the upper East side, sat 2 couples showcasing extreme PDA. I, did not appreciate it because it was 1) not cute and 2) almost full on porn.

These kids were young-- say late tweens early 20's. They ordered 2 venti somethings and a cheesecake. I don't really understand feeding your significant other food -- but that's how they were. The bf would feed the girl a bite of cheesecake and then kiss her on the cheek. Another bite, 2 smooches and so on and so forth. I wanted to pull my hair out. His free hand was actually in the vicinity of her crotch and I was just thinking '2 ventis + cheesecake, they could've used that money to get a room...'

seriously!

Sigh, young folks know not of the value of money these days.

Magic 8 Ball

Sell! Buy! Sell! Buy!

I've been seesawing for the past year on whether or not to sell my place. The locations great -- next to the subway (and subway sandwich shop), park, grocery store, 7-11 and a million and 1 eateries.

So why sell? Mortgage is killin me. I've been breaking even every month for the past 13 months and still in debt. Lol~

I've been lucky enough to squeeze a trip here and there, but as I'm getting close to my 30's, I'd like to stop this trend of living paycheck to paycheck.

I hear the real estate market is going up again and its a good time to sell... here's the kicker: Where the heck am I going to live? It's me + dog and not all places here rent out to tenants with pets. Should I buy again and go through all the paper work, bank statements, interior designers BS again!?

I asked the IT guy (whose knowledge of the real estate market is just as up to date as his own calling) and he suggested I move to Bali. Not Bali, Indonesia, but the Bali that's 30mins north of the city, that's not really near a subway or grocery store or civilization, but great for hot springs and relaxation!

I'm already a hermit living in the city -- I can't be a hermit living out in booneyland.

>_<"

I hate seesaws.

Table For One + Dog

As Debby is off in Europe living the champagne wishes and caviar dreams life, I am about 2 blocks from my apt, sitting at an outdoor cafe, enjoying my iced coffee(mostly likely made from powder, but still delish!) and basking in the very weird 82 degrees weather.

Le Paris, Yong He is not, but the many scooters parked along the street has it's own charm. The only thing I can do without are the yappy lil dogs at the next table over.

Phuket

my phuket trip in a nutshell. there's pics of le beach on le facebook.

bali (keeping fingers crossed) may be next!