A Friday Afternoon

So great was my hunger that I decided to become a third wheel and go for lunch with Borland and his new girlfriend, Sarah, who is over from America. Sure, they may want to make the most their time together, but my hunger is equally important, because I could die.


We went to the Pitcher and Piano, or maybe it's just called Pitcher and Piano. I don't know. I had a coke.


Hmmmm, there doesn't seem to be a lot on the menu. Burger or Pizza? Burger probably. Chicken? Yes. Cajun? Ok.


This is Sarah, she seems quite nice, but perhaps it is all part of an elaborate plan to kill me.


I haven't put salt and vinegar on my food for a long time. A piece of paper that I read a while ago said that if you stop putting salt on your food, it will take 14 days for your tastebuds to give up on the idea of salt and you'll live longer. I should have thrown the tray at the floor.


I like that people smile in photos. People only smile in photos, never real life. It makes it easier to know that you're looking at a photo, because you can see that people are smiling.


Look at me sucking my coke.


It looks a little strange without the salad, but it seems silly to not say no salad when I definitely won't eat it.


I'm sure it's very rude to take pictures of someone eating when you've only just met them, but I have a job to do.


Ha, it's like I have a chip for a nose. I have managed to make my face look really flat by simply re-adjusting my chin.


All gone. In an ideal world, everywhere would have free refills.


Where is my food? The same place as my coke.


A photo of people posing for a photo.


No problem.


Off we go. Should I go home and leave them in peace? No, I want to go to HMV too.


Which will he buy, Family Guy or Arrested Development? I'm sure he'll make the right choice.


Oh.


There are too many people behind that counter. If I was the manager I would send people home to save money, but what do I know?


God, that's creepy.


Off to Qube to see Anthony. Lots of shoes.


His sales technique is second to none. He manages to con his own friend into trying some shoes on.


Hmmmm, I don't really need new shoes.


Fuck it, you only live once and this may be the last chance I get to buy shoes if my feet get burnt off tonight.


No student discount for me. I am a student though. Damn sale items.


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Well Anthony has finished now, so I might as well get a bus to Killay with him to save me doing it later on my own. Derlwyn pronounced Derloin.


Old people catch a lot of buses.


As one journey ends, another begins, but you shall not see that one.