pythonating

On various occasions I've mentioned my sister's love of both food fairs and buffets. Tonight she got both.

Using the thinly veiled excuse that she hasn't taken me for a graduation dinner, I met up at her house and discussed where we should go. Her work day starts quite a bit earlier than mine (which, often, doesn't technically start at all), so was not the most energetic. I suggested a few places, all of which she nixed, and we sat quietly while I thought and she struggled to stay awake. She suggested going across the street to Tinseltown to go to the Japanese buffet that just opened beside the food fair. I pointed out it was her dream place: a mall buffet!

We decided to take a look, just because it was so close and didn't require much effort. These are the main factors when dealing with my sister. She isn't very interested in either.

As it turned out, the buffet was actually pretty good and I could have eaten my body weight in sashimi and crab legs if I wanted to. We scoffed at the small rectangular plates, yet couldn't believe how full our bellies were after a few trips. At some point we stopped eating and watched how many times other tables went to the buffet, which I think is one of the main reasons to go to buffets. The high school girls beside us went between 4 and 5 times; the pregnant couple went at least 6 times and we left at that point and didn't see how many additional times they went. I felt less bad about the 3 times we went. Midway through the third plate we both wished we hadn't gotten the current plate; our bellies were starting to strain against our pants (though mine actually didn't feel uncomfortable because not having a bus pass seems to be minimising parts of my body).

I convinced Anita to drive me home, partly because I didn't think I could comfortably walk home, partly because it started to rain, and partly because I had a blister from a new pair of sneakers. (I decided to buy sneakers after my interview on Tuesday because, either way, I needed to mark the occasion.) Thank cripes she was slightly sleepy; I think she would have challenged me if she were more conscious.

Prior to dinner I took a lemon meringue pie and an upside-down pineapple cake to my old jobplace for one of my co-worker/friend's last day before her wedding and honeymoon (she'll be gone until September). It's just lucky I didn't eat lunch because it was important to try all four desserts.

The only thing to do tonight is to pythonate on my couch.