I slept quite late last night, after watching a movie at 11:50 pm and then a couple of episodes of Star Trek Voyager. I fell asleep for a bit and when I woke up I saw that the time was 3:15 am. I switched off the monitor and switched off the lights and slept till 10 am this morning. I felt drowsy and my mouth felt quite dry for most of the day.
I went to Barista cafe for some cold frappe and a muffin. No soon had I sat down with my book, when a man came in and ordered an espresso in a rude, obnoxious style and a snap of his fingers. It turns out that he knows the (manager or is it owner) and was showing off a bit. He then proceed to loudly have a conversation on his cell phone, asking some guy to come and see him at the cafe because he was, get this, back in form. “I’m back in form, back in form. You should see me I’m back in form.”
download the sandlot online the darjeeling limited dvd I have no idea what the fucker meant cause he clearly looked like an asshole moron. Was it the qualities of an asshole and a moron that he was back in form in? Cause it certainly looked like it! I glared at him and noticed that t I wasn’t the only one doing so. But ‘back in form’ guy was oblivious to the hostile glaring and gulped two espressos in a row before leaving the cafe.
After reading for a while, I left the cool comfort of the cafe and headed to Velocity bar and selected a table. I ordered chilli gobi and vodka+sprite. This is the first time that I have not enjoyed drinking in velcoity. 4 guys, around 21-23 were commenting loudly on the ads & Hindi songs shown on a cable channel on the flat screen tv. Posers! Two of the guys are sitting too close to be just friends and as I looked up, they wrapped their arms around each other and it looked too gay for me to even thinking of looking in that direction any longer.
And then…..a family shows up! In the bar! To eat lunch while the rest of us get drunk next to them! It was something I don’t agree with; 2 women, 2 men, 6 kids all chatting and having lunch on my left while I struggled to hear my own thoughts. I wanted to ask the 2 men to take their families to a fucking family restaurant but I was too polite to do so.
And then….some fucker gets too drunk and starts shouting “Da Sameer, da Sameer…..da patti (dog)” in a angry loudy voice. Sameer was, apparently, his companion who had gone to get a smoke or something. I was hoping that Sameer was going to get a shotgun to blow his fucking friend’s head off! I was about this close (keeps index finger & thumb an inch apart) from going over to that idiot and slapping some sense into him!
I had some chicken & noodles and some more vodka but the food was not good this day. It wasn’t an enjoyable experience at all and I left disappointed and dejected. I came home at around 4 pm and slept for a while, waiting for the Arsenal vs Middlesborough match to start. And to top it off, it’s hot as a furnace this evening. Fuck!