April 23rd, 2005

jvlucien

the coffee connection

caught up with my salsarina last night after a long hiatus. she has sold her life to her school work and bascially lives in her studio now, and goes home just for showers. when we met up at last, she hadn't slept for two days (but looked perfectly fine, thanks to being well-trained by the nature of her course). missed this babe!

tcc does a pretty decent macaroni gratin. looks tiny, but fills ya right up ( unless you're a big dude with a bottomless pit for a tummy). it was piping hot cheese drenched over tender, savoury mushrooms and tiny macaroni bits which weren't too hard nor too soggy. *slurp*


we shared this, with two glasses of caffe latte. i hadn't had coffee for a longass time and this one basically killed me - jittery as fuck all night at the pub afterwards, despite all the whiskey i was fed. no more coffee for me from now on! especially not on cranky days... makes your mind go a thousand miles an hour in frooty loops!

still feeling the after effects this morning - call me a cranky biatch!
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jvlucien

his new wish

toyota wish, that is. we picked it up today. a scorching hot arvo, blazing sun, sweaty men in a huge paya lebar compound chock full of cars - new ones, wrecked ones, what-have-you's... awaiting their new life, pretty add-on's, or the fate of death by scrapyard. it was a toss up between gun-metal and white... and white it is. gleaming, pristine pureness against the stark contrast of sleek tinted black windows... very nice indeed. and of course, the smell of new leather...

i'm not so psycho now after our car mission. i think sweating it out in the hot sun did something good for me. perhaps i just needed some vitamin d. sarge has gone to the pub first to interview some chicks because one of the girls is quitting. pity, i was just starting to get along with her... she has a really sweet commando bf who comes to the pub every night to wait for her. sometimes, he helps her with the cleaning up and stuff too. but i guess no boy would be comfortable with his girl working the publife for long.

aight. time to shower, take ripley for a walk, then mosey over to the pub.
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