Exams exams exams.
1 down, 5 to go. Best part, the next one is a problematic paper... uh uh.. that's right..maths!!
retch with me people... *ugh*
And yet i was out last night. No,no..not what you're thinking. Just a quiet evening which turned into a quiet night with Kit, my bestest. Only because she lured me with her food.

To see Kit cook is a pleasure. She is so methodical and particular. Watching her cook, one understands how cooking can be seen as an art form. Kit's food looks yum... really does. One of these days ill put up a picture and you can all drool with me.

Right in the middle of dinner, her area had this major power failure. Yeah i know its been happening often of late. But i live in a far too happening area so these things don't affect little old me. heh. yay.

So we were indulging away and suddenly, out of nowhere, I went blind. I don't know what your interpretation of *pitch dark* is, but, yeah, that's what her room was. Pitch fuckin' dark.
You know, normally when there is a power failure, some smart prick will rev up his happening generator so one never gets to see pitch dark or pin-drop-silence. But not yesterday.


we had the perfect foodie conversation yesterday right there, right then.
munch munch munch munch
swallow
repeat
what more does one need to make for a perfect evening. :-)

when a person is handicap of one of the senses, the others are heightened apparently.
i was wondering, if one is blind, does one's food taste better?


what do you think?

-gatsby