Friday, August 6, 2010

shooting (Star)bucks

I just had to do that with the title, otherwise that extremely bad joke would stay in my head for the rest of the day, and the next two - because it's the WEEKEND (yay) and I have no work (w00t), and very minimal life (fail).

The reason I came to post is because all the friendly faces on gChat are at meetings or have left to do other things, and I have to sigh a bit about this. I dream of Starbucks.

In between every two documents I go through, there is this waft of my favourite Mocha Blanc that does what wafty things do. This, in turn, makes me look startled and then attempt a ring-girl type head turn before I become employee-like again. However, every time I cannot spot where this elusive source is, a nanobit of me dies inside - I know it's a sign of coffee karma (I tried alliterating, but it looks terrible) taunting me for having chosen to go pasta last evening, instead of standing in queue at the Starbucks and getting my weekly dose of coffee. The reason, also, that it is such a big deal is because there is no Starbucks near home or work and it means having to go out of my way and climb in and out of metro stations to get my fix.

Speaking of Type-C karma, the pasta turned out to be awesomely mediocre - in the sense that it was definitely NOT good, but it wasn't bad. So this meant that instead of throwing it, I sat chomping 1.5 kgs (yes, my body converts anything I intake in kg-format ONLY) into my system. Grrrr. Viagio poulet curry AVOID; their pasta à la napolitaine and their pizzas are friggin' cheap and very decent. (Notice regular hyperlinking-ness and great objectivity display in NOT dissing mediocre poulet curry place).

I'm not being Pierre by sticking to their French names, just making it easier if you visit and need to place orders (read: considerate) (also read:French keyboard; actually if there were more accents you could have read it better, but it's ok read anyway).

17:21 now, which means I will shut olfactory functions, quickly finish with work and run to grab a cup of the yumminess that has my name on it.

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