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Saturday, 30 July 2011

Spot the difference.

Did you spot the differences?

Same chicken, different coloured plates, curry sauce versus fruity sauce, rice versus no rice and roughly 50p of difference in price.

If you spotted all those differences then congratulations! You're observant.

If you didn't? Don't worry. You could easily snag a job as a waiter/waitress at yo! sushi.

No hard feelings.

Halle and I went to see "Horrible bosses" last Friday.

Great film! (Reviewed it fully, so if you want to read the entire review, just look it up in the "Reviews" section of the blog)

It was nice to catch up with Halle. We were trying to figure out where we would go on holiday next year if we could afford it. 

Not likely, but I would run up and down Union Street naked to go there.
Just kidding. 
I wouldn't run up and down anywhere for a luxury holiday.
Exercise isn't my forte.

That's more likely.
We might run into the rare breed that is a cockamouse there
 (Part cockroach, part mouse)
We'll probably catch an STI from a ghost of a prostitute.

Okay... guilty of watching "How I met your Mother" prior to writing this post.

Somewhere warm and relaxing is on the cards. Halle's not really a drinker either, so it means I don't have to feel like a complete spoil sport and stay in the hotel room playing tiddlywinks whilst she's out getting completely hammered.


I'm pretty sure you could any word after "out get completely..." and it would still make sense.

"Out getting completely blootered."
"Out getting completely smashed."
"Out getting completely mothballed."

Just saying.

Sorry, where was I?

Oh yes, we'd be keeping it classy. 'Cause you're not going to have a holiday to remember if you can't even recall what happened the night before!

We'd missed out on the intended, twenty to seven showing of the film because there was an insane demand for tickets. So we got tickets for the ten past nine showing and went for a chicken katsu curry in yo! sushi instead.

Sadly, the waitress we got was new and she didn't know that there was a difference between a "Chicken katsu curry" and a "Chicken katsu".

There is.

So we never got our katsu curry.

But we didn't have the heart to say anything, so we just ate it.

Sometimes, being nice doesn't pay off.

Lauren xxx

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