Day 39 - 07:45am, 8 February 2019
It's Friday. Everyone loves a Friday, one step away from the weekend. You can't see it from the photo but it is very wet. I get soaked on the way to the bus stop. Wearing jeans on a dreich day was not a good choice. They begin to dry out on the bus, only for me to be soaked through at the other end as I walk the last stretch to work. I arrive at the office looking bedraggled. Thank goodness for the Friday bacon roll run. (Though for a change, I am having sausage.) There is something very heartening about a warm breakfast on a cold, wet day.
At lunchtime I seek distraction at the shops. Flying Tiger never fails to disappoint. And then I find a pair of trousers in New Look to wear tomorrow night (turns out they don't fit, or at least, they don't fit comfortably; it's amazing what you can fit into if you breathe in, the problem is breathing out and eating.) On the way back, I discover an anime shop in the Waverley Mall - this would be Little Master's idea of heaven. A quick circuit of the shop confirms it, but also that if I let him loose in here, I would have to work another job to pay for it. For the time being, he'll just have to seek distraction elsewhere.
At lunchtime I seek distraction at the shops. Flying Tiger never fails to disappoint. And then I find a pair of trousers in New Look to wear tomorrow night (turns out they don't fit, or at least, they don't fit comfortably; it's amazing what you can fit into if you breathe in, the problem is breathing out and eating.) On the way back, I discover an anime shop in the Waverley Mall - this would be Little Master's idea of heaven. A quick circuit of the shop confirms it, but also that if I let him loose in here, I would have to work another job to pay for it. For the time being, he'll just have to seek distraction elsewhere.
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