everybody here has a baby. or will have a baby. soon. EVERYBODY. its cute, suburban, and very, very frightening.

And why shouldn't they, really? this is after all the best place in the country to make babies and grow and nurture the family... best schools... best homes... best hospitals... best climate... best neighbourhoods...

urm.

dog we have. baby nope. so we're not quite sure what else we're supposed to do in terms of living. its more best than we know what to do with. and its quiet. we saw only two people while we were visiting homes over the weekend. and it was because they lost their cat. its like being a stepford wife, but on the west coast and without the nice new england environment.

the old uncle-like realtor's trying to convince us to get a nice home in a quiet neighbourhood. too quiet, we said of a few of those he showed us over the weekend. i mean... we scared make boom-boom neighbours can hear leh. not to mention need to close all the windows first... like dat where got spontaneity? so lay chay one. we wanted somewhere more happening. he seemed confused.

his apparent tactic now is to pretend we never said that because he's still going strong on the quiet criteria, which seems ludicrously irrelevant, since everything is already so damn quiet that apart from making babies and nurturing 2.66 children, there's little else much to do here.

we could pimp the dog and sell her babies though. it could help pay the heating bills.