The Diary of May Ling Su

Robin de Goede sent me digital artwork he made based on my photo in the lake in Maine. He did a similar piece based on my pregnant belly a year ago.

Look at the intensity of the eye, and the interesting line drawn from it down the cheekbone.

Well done, Robin.

I’m back in California, feeling the sand between my toes, watching the surfers ride the Pacific waves, making my beautiful home my own.

Some highlights from the yellow brick road:

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Jay took this yesterday. That’s me plugging in when we arrived at our apartment.

We’ve been so busy. The wee one loves the subway. My feet hurt.

After living in the middle of the woods for the past year, I can’t sleep through the noise. I remember living in NYC and having a hard time sleeping in total silence whenever I was anywhere else.

Tucked away at the end of NYC’s Indian row is a place called Milon. Jefferson turned me on to it. He said, there will be men in front enticing us to come into other restaurants, but only go to Milon.

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I just got back from picking up take-out Thai food. (Actually, I ate first before I headed to my laptop to type this out.)

The Thai lady at the restaurant is soooo nice to us. She loves our wee one and always gives us freebies when we eat there. Today when the wee one and I picked up our take-out she served us a siumai appetizer while we waited. Then gave us pineapple chunks. Then served us samosas. When the food we ordered was ready before we had touched the samosas, she added it to the samosas we had ordered, so we got 2 orders of samosas for the price of one.

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This reminds me of what happened when Jay cut my hair:

(copy-pasted from my chat with Tom Cooz) 

me: yesterday when Jay cut my hair he got splintered by a strand of my hair about a whole inch deep.
He said his hand was throbbing to the middle of his forearm

Tom: wow!
how does that happen?!

me: He is convinced I’m some kiind of cyborg

Tom: that’s hot
May, the love bot

Man-o-man, I haven’t updated in a while. This is like bumping into my best friend after a very long time. I have way too much news to break for one entry. My hair is short, as you can see. Jay chopped it off in a fit of rage. No, just kidding. I wanted a bob. Do you like my Bob?

I made this sexy top and panties out of Jay’s old t-shirt. I love it! Do you?

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