I Am Thirty, My Wife Is Thirty-Two.

It was one of those fun nights when us cousins congregated for a meet-up session, at Upstairs this time, talking about anything and everything (iPad 2s to accommodations in Penang and SG to me buying a siberian husky, Jasper, from my cousin's housemate wtf). as my tummy ache now from the funny flight anecdotes my steward cousin regaled to us, i wonder why all nights can't be pillow-clenching laughter-filled ones like this, after a particularly bleh one yesterday. but then i realize that it is indeed very true that you need doses of blehs every once in a while to truly appreciate joy when it comes.

as i looked around the table, it dawned upon me that all of us will be scattered around the country and world very soon. but what matters is knowing that we'll always come back together for at least a yumcha session, if only to talk about frivolous things like iPad 2s and hotel accommodations and siberian huskies again.