cinder grey and spray paint

I just want to say that the whole sushi thing was pretty the best idea I've ever had. We found this place called the "Japan Center" that my friend Yuki told me about. On the ground level is a sushi restaurant, but if you go down into the basement you can get it to take away. The prices are like 2 or 3 pounds for a whole roll, but then there is a sign that says 50% off! Upon asking, you discover that this is indeed 50% off the already insanely cheap price! So basically we got 4 packages of sushi for less than five pounds. Then we took it outside to picadilly circuss and sat on the stairs by the fountain to eat it, sitting on newspaper and facing inward on the steps so as to use the one above us as a table. I felt pretty freaking cool about the whole thing, but also literally cool because I don't know if I've mentioned it, but London has become really freezing in the last week or so. Eveen whitfield said so, and he lives in Lancaster. Anyway, if you are ever in central London, go to the japan center at picadilly, because I am pretty sure that's about the cheapest meal you will find anywhere, unless, like me, your idea of a meal out is black coffee and a textbook. Or even if it is.

After eating our sushi feast we walked around the regent street/oxford street area, stopping periodically in coffee shops and bars to get warm. I drank a mint hot chocolate and wore my hood[s] because it was cold, we went to a 5 story toy store, and it was pretty christmasy in a slightly sickening way. Then we came home and watched elf.

Today the best thing ever happened. I walked whitfield over to his hotel so he could meet up with his study abroad program group thing. We had to get there by a certain time so he could go to this free mexican meal they had planned. When we arrived we realized the mexican restaraunt was right around the corner, so I figured I might as well go scope out the situation and see if I could bum some food. Turns out there was no sort of sign-in sheet or ID check, so I basically just walked in, grabbed a plate, and helped myself to a steaming heap of beans, rice, meat, and tortillas. It wasn't terribly authentic, but it was terribly free, and to make a long story short I definitely had a cramp in my side as I made the trek home afterward. It was a long, cold walk, but I had my animal collective and my satisfaction in not needing a map. Map shmap, I always say.

My body is really tired from the past couple weeks of craziness and I can't wait to stay in my room all day tomorrow. sleeeeep.



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