Dot in the Sky (
dotinthesky) wrote2008-01-11 08:13 pm
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Green Tongued Hoes
My new desk overlooks Hatful of Holloway Road. After my induction yesterday, my boss left me alone in the office to get on with centuries-old work, a Canadian classical music station my only company. On my lunch break, I walked down Holloway Road and discovered an used book store, called Fantasy Centre, which specialises in genre paperbacks and magazines. A lover's paradise for anyone who enjoys Sci-fi, Fantasy or Horror. I nearly took ten vintage Horror paperbacks home with me. I settled in the end for just two (they are generally priced around £2).
I made my way after work to Liverpool Street Station, to meet
sublimevisions (Drew) for the first time. He kissed my cheeks in a crowded Cafe Nero and got me in a tizzy. I took him to The Ten Bells, a nearby pub where Jack the Ripper's victims used to drink. The place was busy with media whores but we still managed to find a spot by the bar counter. Drew noticed that they had an absinthe special, which got him in a tizzy. Since neither one of us had ever drunk absinthe, we placed our order with a lovely young Kate Bush lookalike. She got us a generous dose of the green liquid, and crackden spoons to heat up brown sugar cubes. The cubes burned and dripped into the cup, which I then stirred and downed. My lips were all tingly afterwards as we walked up and down Brick Lane in search of a cafe to hang out.
Later, Drew was lovely enough to pay for dinner at a mexican restaurant in Old Street. We then walked through Bethnal Green, and I showed him Mile End Park's canal. Another first: a fluffy, huggable urban fox stared at us before running into a bush in the park. I was surprised at how big it was; I always imagined them as sausage dogs with pointy ears.
I made my way after work to Liverpool Street Station, to meet
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Later, Drew was lovely enough to pay for dinner at a mexican restaurant in Old Street. We then walked through Bethnal Green, and I showed him Mile End Park's canal. Another first: a fluffy, huggable urban fox stared at us before running into a bush in the park. I was surprised at how big it was; I always imagined them as sausage dogs with pointy ears.
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Absinthe, eh? You naughty boy. I only say, since we can't get it in the States...