hungry and cold

My watch says 1.53 pm. The computer clock says 1.54 pm. The point I'm trying to make is it's almost 2 o'clock in the afternoon but i still haven't eaten anything yet. Well, apart from the traditional Greek sweet called...ermmm...sighora...i think....that one of my workmates had generously offered to me at 9.30 this morning. I promise myself that I'll eat at 2.30 pm. My classic sardine sandwiches. Mum has taught me very well.

....brief interruption......

Arggh, the thing that I've dreaded the most. Reports! Something about spatial impacts on Australian road projects. How am I supposed to know all that crap! Thanks to Google and the person who found it, I think I'll be alright. It's not like I have forgotten how to stay awake till 5 o'clock in the morning finishing up uni assignments. So we'll see.

Anyways, speaking about the more important thing - food, I had dinner at a place called....ermm...I have no idea....a couple of nights ago. Nice restaurant - next to the seaside, live Greek music and people I enjoy hanging out with (not that I have that many people to hang out with anyway). Food was fantastic, based on the single fact that I haven't eaten all day, except for a small portion of bun that one of my friends had generously offered. On top of that, I just came back from paintballing. Imagine my delight to actually see a real restaurant serving real food. Ah, heaven!

I would like to write more but unfortunately, my life isn't filled with that many interesting things right now. Not to mention that my bladder is close to calling it quits and most probably will erupt in the next few minutes should I don't get to the loo on time. I've been drinking plain water all these while to somewhat ease the hunger. I know, I know, I'm killing myself. Plus, I need to eat. AHHHHH...got to go. I'll write more.

I'm coming, my darling sardine sandwiches....

...dash to the office loo...