Last Thursday
I had lunch and dinner at my desk.

It's Saturday, and I have never been happier to be in my denim cut-offs - I ruthlessly chopped off the bottom of my flared jeans about two years ago and have been happily wearing them as cut-offs since - and flip-flops.

Had lunch with Bart just now, after which Jon came to meet us - by the time we were at Venezia eating ice cream we all looked about ready to fall asleep.

Neat Things

Jon and I attended the wedding dinner of one of our common friends over the weekend - she's his primary school classmate, and also my neighbour - and it was one of the neatest, most organised weddings I've ever attended. Just like what you would expect from two civil servants, and I don't mean that in a bad way at all.

Not that it wasn't sweet, and XY looked really pretty - again, in a very sensible, responsible, solid sort of way: if I were a guy I'd have lost no time in proposing to her either - but it was just so NEAT. That's the only word to describe it. The tables were thoughtfully assigned to the various groups of people present, Canon in D was the song of choice as the couple walked in, the dried ice went off at the right time and there wasn't too much smoke; the slide show was entertaining and the voice-over perfectly-timed, the speeches of the bride and groom sensitive and serious, with just the right hints of fun.

Just like a government run event!

But there is definitely something to be said for NEAT and ORGANISED and CIVIL SERVANTISH things.

The dinner was at The Regent, and the food was FANTASTIC.

You know how you usually don't eat everything at wedding dinners, because they always start late, and the food's usually too oily and MSG-laden. But Jon and I finished every single course. I gave him my beehoon, that was a tad too oily for me. But everything else tasted good, and light, and we didn't even feel jelat when we left!

I was Very Impressed. Not quite sure whether it's because The Regent just does good wedding dinners, or because XY and her husband made extra doubly sure that they would deliver a good meal. I'm inclined to think it was the latter though.

They do know how to select scholars. XY told us she and her husband organised everything themselves!

If Jon and I organise our wedding ourselves, we can promise you beer, prawns, barbecue (chicken wings!) and beehoon at our wedding dinner, which will be held at a chalet in the East.

Whereupon we will suffer the wrath of both sets of parents. And it is kind of fun to have a wedding dinner. Especially a neat one, with fabulous food.

They got a xinyao band for the night too. Jon and I were most pleased.

Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous

I'm coming to the end of my second week of pupillage, and I have about 30 pages worth of emails, most of them three to five liners from Another Fellow Suffering Pupil at the Law Firm Which Shall Not Be Named about almost nothing at all.

Are you still wondering why you pay lawyers so much?

Oh, and this other Fellow Suffering Pupil sits right opposite me, but of course we can't talk out loud about the things we email each other about out loud. That's what intra-office email is for, what.

Very Extremely Pleased

qiu xin fu - yu guan hua

Hope you like it as much as I do, in all its old-school, cheena glory. Very extremely pleased that I finally found an online recording of it because it's not on YouTube. And there we were, thinking YouTube had everything.

In other news, I'm also very glad it's the weekend. Jon and I had a glorious time last night. There is something to be said for not meeting up so much during the work week.

The question of the week is whether Jon would still have joined JM for lunch if he had known I was there when he rang him. Sensitive issues we're dealing with here.

TheThings That Make Jon and Chloe, Jon and Chloe; Episode #1

Instead of watching The Ultimatum on the second night in the week I'm actually home at 9 p.m. - I'm still upset I missed last night's episode where Tay Ping Hui charmed the socks off Fann Wong - I've decided to take up Adele's blog project (click here!) and share a little about Jon and myself.

And since all I do as a pupil is fake legalese, I've decided to spare you the trauma of reading what may well turn into a subconscious attempt to fake it in this space.

Thus, episode #1 of what makes us Jon and Chloe simply features the intense and slightly deranged, I-Am-About-To-Starve way we look at food.

Apologies to Rachel for having had to include her in this picture.

Also, because I am Very Thick-Skinned (well on my way to becoming a great lawyer, do I hear applause in the distance?) the second and third pictures of Jon feature my cupcakes.

The Silliest Invention of All Time
Has to be the High Heel. Check this site out for the history of the high heel.

And I am second in silliness only to the woman (yes, it was a woman apparently, according to the above website) who first used them fashion-wise, for thinking that Hush Puppies heels would not give me foot ache. Granted, they were probably the most comfortable pair of high-ish heels I've ever worn, with their really fantastic in-soles - but they were just a tad too high.

I've given up. I bought a pair of shoes with slight heels from Anna Nucci in Harbourfront, last night after work, and my feet have been Very Happy since.

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The following email exchange should amuse you. Names have been witheld to protect the not so innocent.

Me: Wah I think I'm the only one who eats the meiji biscuit. They seem to be restocking more often now that the turnover rate is higher than last time. But still a lot less than the cream cheese one. Can go and see the 19th floor pantry.

Fellow Suffering Pupil at Law Firm Which Shall Not Be Named: Nooo I cannot go to the pantry and see. I'll end up taking more lexus biscuits. I ate 3 packets already. Abit paiseh cos the librarian keeps seeing me eating biscuits. He even asked me whether I had eaten lunch

Me: IT'S YOU!!!!!!
IT'S YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! Haha I was wondering why the tin looked so depleted. I think the secretaries/associates/lawyers have moved on to higher class snacks. Like pocky.
Oh no I just read your email in more detail and now I cannot stop laughing haha the first time round I missed the part abt the librarian!!!! HAHAHHAHAAAA!!!!!!

FSPaLFWSHNBN: Haha lucky for you it seems nobody else eats meiji so the stock doesn't go down so quickly. And also I have no dustbin so its not very nice to have so many lexus packets lying around.At least I don't steal the higher class food (like ovaltine) which I think they have to pool money to buy!

Me: Ok la I think I'll buy stuff and put back. Haha

FSPaLFWSHNBN: Haha erm are you serious? I think no need right. One ovaltine packet only

Me: I stole biscuits the other day! Like a wang wang. Haha!

FSPaLFWSHNBN: Haha. I thought you only ate meiji. Anyway I'm sure they wont begrudge a few packets for a poor pupil

And you wonder why you have to pay lawyers so much money.