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Nov. 10th, 2006 07:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyI went to the course yesterday, and that was all fun and educational and lovely, and I had a great time. We got out at four, and I headed off in completely the wrong direction under the instructions of a tube person - I wanted to go to the British Museum, but somehow I ended up in Soho, which was totally fun enough in itself but did mean by the time I got to the museum it was literally just that second closing its doors. Woe! So, like any sane and sensible person, I went to the pub.
I was waiting for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kenovay to phone me, see, so we could get some food together, so I figured the best place to wait would be somewhere warm with something I could make last. So I bought myself a large glass of white wine and sat reading Temeraire: Throne of Jade, only I didn't quite manage to make the glass last long enough. So I bought another. And I did ask for a small one, really I did, only the barman (who was called Oscar) asked if I'd mind taking a glass he'd just poured so it didn't get wasted. Since I'd seen him do it and it was literally thirty seconds before, I said hey, why not. And he told me that due to the fact I was being so lovely about it, he'd give me a little top up. And proceeded to hand me a glass that was about half an inch of being a large one.
This led to me breaking a toilet door (dude, that lock was faulty) and accidentally phoningforeverdirt, which was kinda frabjous. The best thing about that pub, though? There was a small 19th century bookseller next door, and while peering through the window I saw a book that... dude, I squealed happily. I have a picture of it on my phone. I couldn't quite believe it.
It's called Scouts in Bondage.
Yeah, really. And it looks so wholesome! XD
So yeah, anyway - I then got on the tube again, got stuck on the tube, got off the tube, huggedkenovay a whole bunch, got liberally covered in river mud and raspberry coulis, drank more white wine, returned to Waterloo, got on the train and heard a very smartly dressed business man saying 'All I can taste is spunk' as he walked past.
Good day. Odd, but good. :D
I was waiting for
kenovay to phone me, see, so we could get some food together, so I figured the best place to wait would be somewhere warm with something I could make last. So I bought myself a large glass of white wine and sat reading Temeraire: Throne of Jade, only I didn't quite manage to make the glass last long enough. So I bought another. And I did ask for a small one, really I did, only the barman (who was called Oscar) asked if I'd mind taking a glass he'd just poured so it didn't get wasted. Since I'd seen him do it and it was literally thirty seconds before, I said hey, why not. And he told me that due to the fact I was being so lovely about it, he'd give me a little top up. And proceeded to hand me a glass that was about half an inch of being a large one. This led to me breaking a toilet door (dude, that lock was faulty) and accidentally phoning
foreverdirt, which was kinda frabjous. The best thing about that pub, though? There was a small 19th century bookseller next door, and while peering through the window I saw a book that... dude, I squealed happily. I have a picture of it on my phone. I couldn't quite believe it. It's called Scouts in Bondage.
Yeah, really. And it looks so wholesome! XD
So yeah, anyway - I then got on the tube again, got stuck on the tube, got off the tube, hugged
kenovay a whole bunch, got liberally covered in river mud and raspberry coulis, drank more white wine, returned to Waterloo, got on the train and heard a very smartly dressed business man saying 'All I can taste is spunk' as he walked past. Good day. Odd, but good. :D
