Gabrielle's Restaurant

Friday's dinner was at Gabrielle's, a French restaurant on Heddon St. The food was well.... food. The staff were nice, it wasn't over crowded, the food was palatable and definitely far from the worst meal I've experienced. Just in case anyone is interested, I had the chicken breast stuffed with spinach and mozzarella. Maybe I could eat there again but I think it helped that we had a 50% off deal on our dinner hehe.

Tonight was the night for Baoey to taunt Lil Miss J with her scary face, to listen to everyone's skiing stories and for me to reassure everyone that they weren't being replaced with the crazy bisexual girl. A few photos:

Baoey giving a toast to the end of the week and to her ability to morph into a different person in interviews.



Yum!!! My and Lil Miss J's blurry apple pie.


Leesh's ice cream.

Bao and her creme brulee.

Mona's chocolate pudding.

Mr L's cheese 'dessert'

Nothing else exciting otherwise. We didn't manage to top it off with drinks at a bar. A good night's rest was all we needed.

*sniff*

My eyelash perm, which I had redone the week before I left home has now officially wilted. While I acknowledge that no-one really noticed, except for all my female friends who know exactly what asian eyelashes should look like, I can't help but feel a loss of femininity. Yeah yeah yeah, I know I can manually curl them but I am far too lazy for that.

My TV Addiction and Tescos

Tonight was a Friday and a quiet one by my standards. No drinking, no eating out, no meeting up with anybody. I just went straight home at 5.30pm without a single deviation. It kinda helped that I had a headache and didn't feel like doing anything.

A bit of MSN never hurt anybody and my Friday night chat was with Katie discussing our TV watching list. Not having a TV in my current living arrangement lends to a slight difficulty but that problem is overcome by the beauty that is the internet.

I am somewhat a TV addict. It's always on in the background and it played a huge role in my upbringing. The best baby-sitter by far. I usually can tell what day of the week it is by seeing what is on prime time. I miss having a TV and I'm scared that it will alienate me with all these unfamiliar shows when I get back home :`( Anyway, the whole reason why I'm saying all of this is that I wanted to watch 'Brothers and Sisters', a TV show that Kt has really gotten into. She directed me to an official website where I could watch all the episodes for FREE and I got really excited...... until the page loaded and said that only viewers in the USA could watch full length episodes.

I told Kt this and she got very upset. Oh well, there are other 'avenues' of obtaining such information.

Another thing that happened today was that a Tescos Metro opened for business downstairs of our apartment block. YAAAAAAAAAY!!! Our apartment complex is a little isolated and although a substantial shopping centre isn't too far, it is a bit of a bitch to put on all your freaking clothes just to get some basic food supplies. Now I can go downstairs in my almost-pjs if I ever feel like having a snack! So I lied a little. I did have a Friday night out at Tescos. And I couldn't leave without buying something, so I came back with this:

Kinder Surprise Happy Hippo Biscuits!!! Smee ripped opened the packet before I could photograph it. Too cute to not buy them. I can see myself wasting much money at Tescos.

Hippy didn't mind us devouring one of his own.

I think Kinder Surprise really need to review their biscuit design, especially since it's target market are children.

On a totally different note, I hope to be seeing Mary Poppins the musical this weekend!!

Snow Again!

"You're such a f#$king tourist" says Smee after seeing this photo. Well at least he wasn't standing next to me when I pulled out my phone this morning to capture the melting snow. Instead, Smee had to collect his overcoat this morning from the drycleaners after a red wine episode.

Unfortunately, I didn't get up early enough to see the fresh snow, rather it had transformed into a grey, watery slush. Hmmm, it was reported that this is most snow London has had in years. Do I feel lucky to witness history? No. But it was rather pretty to watch to the snow falling.

The best thing about the snow is that it severely disrupts public transport, although you would think the UK would be better prepared for such situations. *whingeing Pom* Regardless when I arrived half an hour late to work today, all I needed to say was "the snow" and that was the end of the matter. Little did they know that I actually overslept - tee hee!!!

A Nice Way to Start the Day

It's difficult to not be anti-London, especially in the Winter. It's grey and dreary. The weather puts everyone in the already shitted-off population in a worse mood. I'm not saying home is all sunshine but I swear I did not see a blue sky here until about three weeks after arriving. And it was really difficult to adjust to the darkness at 3.30pm, although it's getting better. I have self diagnosed myself a sufferer of Seasonal Affective Disorder.

But, in contrast to Kt's current weather conditions in New York, I'm glad to be in London. Freezing my face off in below zero air temperature is not my preferred way of living. Having temporary blindness due to my glasses fogging up when I go from outdoors to indoors is rather annoying. Kt may prefer the cold but gimme my 38 degree weather any day!!!

Upon leaving the apartment this morning, I was greeted by a clear blue sky and crisp, clean-as-it-can-get air :D The best morning yet (while wearing gloves and a scarf).

My day was ruined when I reached work and had to climb the broken escalator. GRRRRRRRRRRR. When I went home, I had to climb broken escalator at a different station. As Smee says, 'Nothing works in this expensive town'.

Weekly Wrap Up

All is not exciting on the blogging front. No photos here unfortunately.

This week was fairly uneventful. I worked, I went home, I washed clothes, I went to the supermarket and I did all the other mundane things that comes with daily life. There are not enough hours in a day I tell you.

Friday night meant catching up with Lil Miss J, Bao and JK for a drink at a bar in Canary Wharf. Nothing special about this bar, in fact it was more or less a warehouse with minimal furnishings. Dinner was at a pub called something like Hornimans. We had conversations about the usual girly things and then we teetered off home a bit tipsy. I stopped by Nandos to get Smee some dinner (errr it was 10.30pm) and I collapsed in a heap.

Saturday was nothing remarkable. Went for a jog, picked up some dry cleaning, surfed the net and then went clubbing to Funky Buddha which looked much better on the website than it really was. As expected I got quite drunk and unexpectedly picked up a bisexual woman. I would like to be her friend but not in that sense. Oh well.