And that's what today did. It got a little rocky, but overall I was rather happy with how it progressed. I enjoyed some entertaining, British wit, a few laps around the track, all in the lush new surroundings of a friend's new place. He showed me some of the pieces he has to sing. Ah, that brings back memories.
After returning home for an extended nap, I was messaged while attempting to take an evening stroll. This message resulted in a most pleasant evening of lovely company. Oh, and Mexican food. What better combination?
And now, after too many dumplings with chilli and black bean sauce for lunch, and too many tacos and nachos for dinner, I'm feeling unreasonably bloated and... rather happy. Happy is a good word to describe what I'm feeling.
I hope studying went well for some, and dragon movies went well for others.
TheSovietChairman
that means... not enough black beans!
ReplyDeleteI think being happy is essentially being bloated. Bloated with nice emotions. Or something.
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Lorraine.
Tee Hee hee hee... sooooo cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe tortoise I mean... :P
ReplyDeleteThanks, msihua :). Lorraine, it's happiness for a time, then... not so much. It turns into pain. Now pain and happiness can often go hand in hand, but there's a point where the memory of the pure deliciosity isn't strong enough to make the cramps worthwhile...
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Awkward turtle :D
ReplyDeleteWhat's happiness without a nice bloating session? Thanks for the comment! :)
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