Another day - third in a row that I'm recording the ordinary.
What a great feeling it is to sleep in... echoed by Aaron in the cab this afternoon, but not by Cat.
Not surprising at all!
I got up at 8:30 (that's about 3.5 - 4 hours after I went to bed) thanks to Cat; I don't remember if she said something or nudged me, but she saw me drooling up a storm, and only after the equivelant of a wading pool had made its way to the mattress (there is undoubtedly still a pool inside the mattress, with mould and all sorts of bacteria thriving) did she decide I should move/clean it up. Thanks. ;P
Went back to bed after a marathon pee, and slept until about 1:20pm, interrupted only by the intermittent beatboxing of Cat in the computer/living/her bed room.
First thing's first at 1:30pm - COFFEE. Kona through the stove-top espresso device (I don't know what else to call it) with, for the first time in years, a 1/2-mug o' microwaved *low-fat* milk!
Two texts, two phone calls and a quick shower later, we were out the door and in Aaron's cab (sorry for making you wait, if you ever read this!) on our way to Slice in Times Square (Shanghai).
We got a table set up by the merchandise, and had some good paninis/sammidges, smoothies, tea, and coffees.
Prose is troublesome when your eyes are sick of LC-fracking-Ds.
Fengxiang (taobao) market for a variety of rip-off and outright fake goods for a couple of hours (I was the only one who didn't buy anything! - Cat got earrings and two rings (one blang blang to da maxx maxx), Aaron got 3 money clips, Evan got earrings, two bracelets, a key ring, 1/2 dozen ties, a wallet, etc etc etc... I think I missed about 1/2 of what they bought.
LARIS to pick up ROOM chocolates for Smorne's mom (- and whole family -) to enjoy
CPK for dinner - where management actually believed that "50% off Pizza or Pasta" actually meant that if we ordered both pizza and pasta, 50% would be taken off only one or the other... *slaps forehead*
Aaron got his finger caught in a stupid cabbie's window (he rolled it up multiple times on Aaron's poor fingers!!)
Finally find Smorne's place, which is neatly hidden away and nice inside
Had cake and wine with Smorne and Sam, then met Mike and Diane (?) from HK (Mike went to CDNIS in HK, formerly the other "CIS" then to Penn - Anx, apparently he knows you?) Mike works at UBS IBD, and Diane at Citi, under Smorne and my former boss, Alvin Mak (now head of Corporate Banking - Asia, or sth to that extent) and with Barbara Ma, also my former boss, of real estate. How random!!
Watched the Simpsons movie - great watch! (Aaron S., Janet, and Danny, that totally reminded me of you guys!!)
Left Smorne's place for home
Food, excrement, and cat litter... yum...
...Lights out!
edit:
A rediscovered oldie but greatie...
In Westminster Abbey
Let me take this other glove off
As the vox humana swells,
And the beauteous fields of Eden
Bask beneath the Abbey bells.
Here, where England's statesmen lie,
Listen to a lady's cry.
Gracious Lord, oh bomb the Germans.
Spare their women for Thy Sake,
And if that is not too easy
We will pardon Thy Mistake.
But, gracious Lord, whate'er shall be,
Don't let anyone bomb me.
Keep our Empire undismembered
Guide our Forces by Thy Hand,
Gallant blacks from far Jamaica,
Honduras and Togoland;
Protect them Lord in all their fights,
And, even more, protect the whites.
Think of what our Nation stands for,
Books from Boots and country lanes,
Free speech, free passes, class distinction,
Democracy and proper drains.
Lord, put beneath Thy special care
One-eighty-nine Cadogan Square.
Although dear Lord I am a sinner,
I have done no major crime;
Now I'll come to Evening Service
Whensoever I have the time.
So, Lord, reserve for me a crown.
And do not let my shares go down.
I will labour for Thy Kingdom,
Help our lads to win the war,
Send white flowers to the cowards
Join the Women's Army Corps,
Then wash the Steps around Thy Throne
In the Eternal Safety Zone.
Now I feel a little better,
What a treat to hear Thy word,
Where the bones of leading statesmen,
Have so often been interr'd.
And now, dear Lord, I cannot wait
Because I have a luncheon date.
-- John Betjeman
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