The appeal of living with a flatmate...

Someone is there to acknowledge your existence, and provide back-up when needed.

The appeal of living alone...

...is the ability to control your environment. Of course, you can't completely control your environment (e.g. neighbours), but you can determine where things go and how your household is organised.

You know you're getting older when...

...your idea of living dangerously is flouting strata rules and hanging one item of clothing on the balcony. Or it means you don't get out enough.

Sunlight is so precious! The one thing I dislike about apartment living is not being able to dry your clothes in the sun.

It would be great if you could have an arrangement with a friend who lived in a house with ample backyard space, that on a sunny day, you BYO laundry line and get to hang some clothes out in the sun (they might need to use their own laundry line).

You don't need a breadmaker...

...you just need a can of beer. Hello beer bread! In the words of Jill Dupleix, "It's fast, and easy, requires no kneading, no proving, no knocking back, and no machine". And it only has four ingredients! Most of which you will find in the kitchen anyway, unless you are a beer eater like me, so you rarely have beer at home.

And by being a beer eater I mean I prefer to eat my beer rather than drink it e.g. beer battered food, beer in pies, stews, cake etc.

If I were a man for a day...

...I would spend my day lifting heavier things, just because I could. I might even go to gym and lift weights. How great would it be that things that seem heavy to you as a woman, are suddenly lighter.

I would also enjoying eating more treat food (assuming I'd have a bigger body and need more kilojoules). I would have duck WITH skin, a larger helping of pork crackling, crispy skin chicken with rice, sushi with a larger dollop of Kewpie mayonnaise or a few more Hong Kong style buns...you get the picture :)

A true friend will...

...discreetly point out to you your faux pas e.g.
- chocolate smeared on lips/face
- food and greenery stuck in your teeth/braces
- tell you your fly is undone
- tell you your eye make-up is reaching the emo part of the day/night.

...save you a piece of cake at work if its your day off

Singleness is sometimes...

Frustrating because you are stuck in one phase of life, while others move on.

Being a Christian...

...is like being a dentist. Would you trust your dentist if s/he didn't floss and brush twice daily, or look after the health of her/his teeth, gums and mouth? You've gotta practice what you preach.

You know you're getting older when...

...you care about quality more than price. And I have learnt that not all socks were created equal. I am now searching for Australia's best sock.

Feeling jipped...

...is when you go to a sushi restaurant and find out its Korean-run, not Japanese.

(No offence to Koreans. I prefer Koreans to cook my Korean food, and the Japanese to cook my Japanese food.)

Faith is...

...paying your orthodontist upfront and trusting he won't do a runner on you.

You know your tastes are maturing...

...when you find ABC TV exciting! And it is. And it has been for a while. They plugged 3 Acts of Murder tonight. Looks well-shot and intriguing.

You know you've got teeth on the brain...

…when you watch “Aliens: Resurrection” and when the aliens appear, the first thing you think is, “Do they aliens have straight teeth? How come they have straight teeth?”