Food, Glorious Food.

Lesson learnt, for the millionth time.

You do NOT smoke, then read on a bumpy bus ride back where the bus smells funky, and is stuffy, on an empty stomach.

It makes one feel very shitty/cranky/BLAH/*random cusswords*

Yes.

Anyways... I loved my lunch. It was SOOOO good. (to me)

Cucumbers, thinly sliced, about 15 odd pieces.
2 slices of deep fried, crumbed pork.
About 6 bite sized pieces of chicken.
2 slices of chicken skin.
2 potatoes, with garlic spread used to butter them instead of butter
About 2 chinese soup spoons of mayo, flavored with salt and pepper.
And finish it with COKE!

*is on cloud 9 of food-ness*

*waves hello to one more inch on her waistline*

Ah well...

GOOD FOOD ROXXORS.

~break~

And my poor darling has injured his leg. Shall be picking up the dear later... From his school. It looks like it's gonna rain, and the *genius* never brings an umbrella. And I guess I shall er... try to surprise him with something of some sort... I just haven't decided what.

Maybe bubble tea.