07 SEPTEMBER 2006. THURSDAY. 11:16PM.

With a few hours to kill before my coffee date with friends tonight, i roamed the streets where the upper class hung, walked in and out of stores i can not afford and tried on stuff which i cannot afford to buy. It was fun! I had no intention of buying these 2 very lovely tops, but it was fabulous to play dress up in fabulously big changing rooms with very flattering wall-to-wall mirrors which made me look like i just lost 5 kgs and dropped 1 dress size in the last 10 minutes. I was there to pick up a sushi-making kit i read about on the net, and with this man-made brilliance, my sushi making experience is gonna be a hell lot simpler! Yay. And looks like this might be my new pot-luck dish for the future. It sure beats my no fail "i'll bring garlic bread" cop-out. Over coffee we gossiped about old times at uni, about people who took our work and used it for theirs (and preceeded to get caught ... lazyasses), people who dated the whole graduating class, people who we think prolly slept their way to the top. One scowled at my temptation to buy a Blackberry, and the other was trying to find people to invite along to this BBQ on saturday who i may know so i would have someone else to talk to. Then they turned the lights off at the cafe and we got kicked out.