And now for a little karaoke with Miss Namie Amuro.

(Je t’aime) I love you
(Yo te quiero) yes I do
(Wo ai ni) forever it’s true, oooh
Wherever you are baby, I love you!

Bonne fête, mon amour! 🙂

Forgive the cheese, kids. Today is Dave’s birthday! I usually make a much bigger deal out of this special day than he does because low-key is his middle name. Of course, with the 30 page essay from underworld and other stresses, I completely screwed up today and forgot! I didn’t forget the date of his birthday, but I didn’t realize that today was the 12th of April and well, you know what that means!

Again, since I’m the spazz in the relationship, I was the one who was flippin’ out about the whole fiasco. I was the one who had to be comforted! I think that my reaction was more upsetting to him than the whole memory mix-up!

So anyway, I’m going to save myself (and Dave) from more loopy geriatric episodes and try to pound this effin’ essay out. Then again, I can’t save Dave from the effects of geezerdom because it is his birthday after all!

Before I go back to fighting Hades, I leave you with a little picture of Hong Kong’s Times Square taken in December 2005. I know that my recent picture posting cannot make up for the fact that I completely neglected my photo update duty while I was actually travelling, but it’s better late than never, right?

You all love pictures to reward you for reading text anyway. 😉 Besides, you will love the deep meaning behind the photo. You see, Dave and I are doing this complicated long distance dance because we’re trying to learn, grow and all that jazz, but ultimately we’re looking to create a better future for ourselves. We’re not just spending our entire early adult years in universities to collect extra letters to add behind our names—we’re hoping that they will help us in the pursuit of the good life. We like to dream big. One of those big dreams involves spending time living and working in a faraway land. You know, we want to have a little fun before popping the bun into the oven.

Welcome to our fantasty world. Sounds kinky, doesn’t it? Well, it’s not actually kinky unless you think a place like Hongers is inherently nasty. And then you’re probably some loser with yellow fever. Move over, rice kings and queens. We will not love you long time!

*Ahem* So this one is for you, my partner in dreaming. I don’t know exactly what the future holds, but I know that it will be fabulous. *muah*

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