Take Two

I admit it. I broke down today and went to the office to pick up my power supply. I took the oppurtunity to meet up with Dean and go for a drink; we agreed to meet at a pub in Liverpool St. station. Naturally, this watering hole closed for refurbishment yesterday, so we spent some time enjoying the sun in a nearby park instead.

The daystar dissappeared and we got hungry after a while; one thing lead to another and we ended up in the New World for Dim Sum. Again. We’ve been here many times; it’s one of my favourite restaurants. After a lovely meal we went on to the Spice of Life for a few drinks, moving onwards from there to a Starbucks near TCR, as Dean got the urge for a strawberry Frappuchino. It became obvious that Starbucks staff is trained to serve only what is on the menu; it was very difficult to make them understand that I wanted a mix of caramel cream and caramel coffee something or other. I got what I wanted in the end though, and pretty damn good it was too.

We hung out for a couple of hours chatting and spotting fruitloops (has the world really gone mad, or have I had a blind spot for the lunacy all this time?) before heading off home, stopping at Virgin Megastore so Dean could pick up some singles on the way.