Pretty good

17 September 2006

That was a pretty good week. Professionally I feel like I achieved more than usual; there wasn’t time to wonder whether I was putting my 10 GCSEs and 3 A Levels to good use – a thought which plagues me from time to time, before being temporarily quieted with chocolate liqueur.

I did some important translations, found various sound files needed for John’s editing and … did other things which were obviously so important that I’ve forgotten them. There was a phone message from a friend telling me to check my mail, which made me smile, as I have evidently succeeded in giving the impression that I don’t actually live in front of my computer. On a chair that, frankly, smells of arse.

On Friday evening Suzy and I went out for dessert at Frankie & Benny’s. And that’s the first time I’ve ever remembered the name of the restaurant on the first go. We have a tendency to pick which ever two names come to mind first. Bongo & Jimmy, for example. We shared a Boston Brownie, which is a chocolate brownie for two, covered in chocolate sauce, cream, toffee pieces, berries, ice cream and meringue. It looks something like this:

Boston Brownie

But not for long.

We asked for different spoons, ate our brownie, drank our Cokes-with-no-ice, talked incessantly, laughed loudly, made plans to become stowaways on a boat, danced to the background music, compared our respective hormonal instabilities and loudly sang “happy birthday” to whoever it was who was being presented with a cake.

We also discussed what to do for my birthday in November (no particular day, I’ll claim the whole month). Lauren was whisked off to New York at the last minute for her birthday this week and is due back today. I’m left wondering if her fiancé would take me there too when my birthday comes along. I don’t see why not.