A Life Of Ascetism...

Wednesdays are always good days because I only have one lecture at Uni and it's only at 1, so I can sleep in and generally relax throughout the day. I schedule chilling out times for Wednesdays and Fridays, and we had this girl's day out thingy scheduled for today after my lecture, so I was really really looking forward to it.

First, we went to La Dorada. Audrey, Ekio and Diane and me had these four huge plates heaped with paella, calamare, meatballs, spanish omelette (yummy) and all sorts of nice food soaked in olive oil. I must say it really did go down very smoothly. And I asked the waiter for butter (for my roll) and he looked very offended and said, "No butter!" in a Spanish accent. I guess I should've asked for olive oil...

Then after that we were chased out of the Spanish restaurant because they were preparing for dinner, so we headed to the Terrace and had coffee and chatted for ages and looked at Ekio's pictures of the Encounter Weekend... she'd taken one with the shadows of our cell group cast against a wall by the orangish light of the sunrise which was really good. And there were all these cute ones of sheep butts.

So the lights were dimmed on the Terrace, and we started heading for home but Audrey and I were already in the mega mega chilled-out mode we get into whenever our tongues have gone too fast too furious so we decided to pop down to Wetherspoons and we sat there and had dessert which was only very slightly marred by a middle aged man in the corner winking at us, but Belgian waffles with three scoops of vanilla ice cream and a sliced banana and maple syrup are impossible to lose an appetite for.

We headed down to Morrisons after that, and we still hadn't had enough of chilling out, so we went to Macdonalds and sat in one of the booths and ordered happy meals and one of the trainee staff came over and talked to us and we gave him our happy meal toys which he said he'd give to his neice. He's really nice, reminded me of Mr Pickwick somehow, and he gave me four little containers of ketchup. I have a huge thing for people who give me ketchup...

Then because we were still in that strange eating mode, we headed down to Lucky Dragon's and had dim sum (!!) I don't know how we managed to talk and laugh all the way from 2 pm to 1130. Quite frightening really, when you think of it. I can imagine what an annoying mum I'd make, always on about something or other, rambling on and on to my auntie friends on the telephone. Fine parent I'll be when I grow up. My kid will probably turn out to be scarily quiet in response to my uh loquacity. And then my grandkid will turn out to be scarily like me for the same reason (idea not original, was brought up by Rhett in Gone with the Wind).

This is going to be my last day of hedonism for a while. Need to get started on my Philosophy essay which is due next week. My lack of concern/ stress whatsoever is starting to bother me, please someone kick my butt and tell me to pursue a life of ascetism.

I actually understood my lecture today on the Fourier Series and Wave Transforms. Sadly, I was oddly delighted and in such a good mood after that. Kinda shows what a big dork of a nerd I am. And the empty-headed rambling shall now cease. Here.