Cry Me A River that runs through the most haywired path

Somewhere, in the UK, there is this amazing 16 year old with the most gorgeous voice (for a 16 year old) and listening to him sing Cry Me A River made my night. His voice then reminded me of Michael awesome-voice Buble, so I began song-bubbling to my favourite tunes by him (I strongly recommend Sway, Feeling Good & Cry Me A River). Then listening to him ignited a hare-brained idea to pick up the ukelele, so as I'm typing this, I'm scrolling through a ukelele site on & off and strumming an imaginary one. No, head-banging not included.

In T!LT news, I met up with a couple of Mocha Beans (& special guest appearance by Princess) today for a late, late dinner of chilli  crab (: I ♥ them sooo much (my friends, not the chilli crab) even though I don't say it alot & I miss that comfortable familiarity, especially when we hung out at the Twins' place, lie all over the beanbags & sofas and just chat. December's gonna be an incredible month (: I can't wait.

My non-existent diet which was supposed to start today went to hell prematurely. Very well, it shall re-start again tomorrow...or more accurately, later today. Or maybe after the pack of Kit Kat disappears. Yes, just the Kit Kat; I promise not to touch the tortilla chips, or the other packs of crisps, or the generally divine M&S biscuits, or the rocky road ice cream.

My thoughts are running away with the spoon and jumping over the moon again.