Pizza Makes the Pain Go Away

I forgot to tell you about the best part of last night’s adventure! Brick Lane is lined with tons of East Asian/Indian restaurants, and as we walked by, nearly every store opened up and a worker hurried out to yell to us his best deal. They’re so friendly! They say things like, “For you, my friend…” and “I will make you a deal!” And they’re telling the truth: apparently if you go down there with any kind of large group, they will give you great deals on food because they want to get all of your business. I’ve heard of people who have been served four-course meals with drinks for eight pounds, or roughly twelve dollars.

I had my presentation for my design class today, worth 80 percent of the total grade. We did about as well as we expected, I think. I dressed up for the presentation with slacks, a nice shirt and a tie. Five minutes after the end of the four-hour process, I was walking back from my favorite pizza place, wearing sweatpants, my flannel shirt, and a pair of moccasins, clutching a giant Chefs Special in my happy hands. I reached a state of Zen in my room for the next forty minutes or so, eating pizza, watching a movie and generally appreciating my place on earth, when Dave and Lewis asked me to come running with them. We ran around Victoria Park in about forty minutes. It was nice to stretch my legs, and it is fun to have a running buddy. And then, I did my laundry…and went to the library…and finished my movie….I’m sorry, I guess the last interesting thing I did was go running. I should have stopped there. Whoops.