tales from an ordinary world

2002-06-27

Rainy days and thursdays and I'm left to my own devices. It's all Quality Time. I can go somewhere nice for lunch, while I'm still appreciating getting out of the office for a while. I should be shopping for some small though useful gifts, but I can allow myself a meal first. Everybody else here reads the paper, though I have no such desire - it's enough just to sit. It seems I've added just enough mik to my coffee to make it look like a glass tumbler full of muddy river water. Eventually, lunch arrives, with a slight coriander smell I could die for.