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Friday, May 02, 2008

a slow drop

i sit here, drinking dr pepper after spilling sesame seeds from my giant beef-and-leafy sandwich, high tone in the background and a feeling that i should've slept a bit instead of playing so much final fantasy viii (i'm completely back in).

i woke up around 10am this morning, and after a quick breakfast went to meet bt to go shopping for a bow and arrow. i got to the coffee shop she was at, she handed me my giant daybreaker, and i was looking at some absolutely stunning artwork over her shoulder (she knows the artist, so he was giving her a quick run-through) when karnaf called me to say that i'd just walked past him.

i took a quick few steps back and sat down to chat with him for a bit, it's nice to touch base every once in a while. bt joined us, we laughed about bringing take-away coffee to another coffee shop, and then we walked to the mall.

there was a lot of interesting stuff at the mall, but nothing that we were looking for. my favourite moment was bt walking up to a counter manned by a weary looking girl:
"do you have a bow and arrow?"
"umm... no."
"okay... do you have bunny ears?"
"not really."
"okay, thanks."

as we turned to go i wondered if the girl would at any stage begin wondering what the hell we're planning on doing with them, because she can't know that the two items aren't related :P

we milled around, i found inspiration (i'll begin looking online for something a little less problematic), and then ambled about tel aviv visiting art galleries.

life is good. we were debating whether or not the beach was a good idea and ran into my old flatmate (been seeing quite a bit of them lately) who invited me to come to a picnic later. with the beach in mind, i came home to change and we ended up napping for an hour or two - it has been a long, long time since i've been that comfortable sharing a bed. all i could think of was an awful line that i came up with an age ago - "i think some of the ice around my heart just melted".

while looking for a reference to that line, i found the post from the day before the evening i first said it - i'm glad i wrote it down, because i'd forgotten about it and it intrigues me. and it's still as clear a memory as when i woke up afterwards.

i walked bt home, and continued on to the park where i met up with ze germans. i brought a sixpack of beer and another of dr pepper, we chilled for a while and then i walked home, running into piles on the way.

now i'm trying to decide if i'm going to pay bt a visit at work before joining ze germans for a session of risk. seems like an interesting way to spend a friday night :)

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