Today was not too interesting unfortunately. I would try to be more so, but my computer is spazzing out and the space bar has broken, would you believe it, on the right side, which is of course the side I use. Gripping stuff I know, but have you ever dropped your phone in your glass and then tried texting with it, and one of the buttons just won't work no matter what you do?
...Neither have I....
So I got up really late today, which was ultra useless. Had a wander into work, and read my Deftones preview which was published today (yay!) but had had every first sentence altered (sigh). Then had a casual lunch with Helena, but foolishly ordered a mochachino which was muy expensive, and very bad for me. But having gone for a run last night, I felt mildly virtuous and somehow, skinnier. Psychology ay. Who needs it.
A side note on running in Jakarta - it's like trying to run in treacle, and breathing soup. And you get stared at - one security guard clapped me as I ran. I had to cross over the busway and sounded like a herd of discoing elephants as I ran on the steel plates. I got very tired within about 10 minutes, which probably had a lot to do with my fitness level, but there was a ten second burst where I felt really good, so will have to attempt another run tomorrow. Unfortunately, the humidity was awful, and I had run to the supermarket to do my evening shopping, and I'm pretty sure the man behind me went "POOH!" and moved lanes because of me. Alas, my cursed brothers have proven omniscient, at least about my odour.
Then I stayed at work, 'researching' (read listening to Deftones and Shihad, chatting to mates in NZ and occasionally reading a page or two from the Google textbook I was meant to be scouring.) At 6:30 pm I met up with Helena, Josh and Gina for dinner at a Japanese restaurant (not that good, and very expensive. And tiny sushi pieces!) and then we caught the busway to pool. Gina hadn't eaten and wanted dessert, however, so we stopped off at Dunkin Donuts and got a dozen donuts (3 each - diet out the window, YET AGAIN). Several heart palpitations later, we headed up to the pool hall, where Josh proceeded to carve up (blasted boys are ALWAYS better than they say they are at pool), I managed to do terribly for most of the games and Gina and Helena did well. After pouring talcum powder meant to dry your hands and thus improve your game into Helena's bag - BY ACCIDENT! - we headed home and I washed some of my gears, looked up flights to Jogja for the weekend - maybe, maybe not - and accused Peter of using my email to lambast Unilever, when I'd actually just signed an online petition about cocoa trading from the Ivory Coast, and not read it properly - I know, I'm a one of those.
Until tomorrow, amigos.
LESSONS LEARNT 33:
- Pool is fairly cheap entertainment
- I need to practice my pool....
- I need to look up the rules too - everyone was convinced I was making them up and I'm fairly sure I may have been...
- Running may be too difficult an exercise option - maybe just wear clothes and go swimming?
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