Fool.

Kinda bored outta my mind and thought I'll give a shot here since I'm too lazy to study.

Went to eat Astons for the first time yesterday. Slow, I know. But its never too late to start.

It was quite an impromptu outing actually. For some reason impromptu outings are always the sort that seem to work out. For Guitar mates I mean.

Yeah so anyway early in the morning my fren suggested we go over to his hood to eat. Since I haven't tried Astons, I figured what the hell, let's go.

And so after about an hour of discussion and planning we finalized on a meeting time and I used my epic googling skills to google street view the place. Pronto, I bathed and got dressed only to find out, to my horror, that my 3 year old Sony Ericsson K610i phone, after being charged for the whole night didn't gain any battery.

Not only did it NOT gain, it lost battery from 3% to 1%. What the fuck?

I panicked. Thankfully I was still online. Asking around I found a friend who was able to lend me her old handphone for the moment till my W705 gets repaired. Phew.

Or so I thought.

After borrowing the phone, I realized that it was all but perfect. The only flaw of the phone is that the mouthpiece is spoiled and cannot detect my voice. Wow. That's like precisely the problem my W705 had.

Lol.

But it was a nice substitute after all, and I sincerely thank my friend for being so generous.

Imma hang on to that 5300 for the time being yea?

Lawl.

And I almost forgot my point.

The point is, that the food there was awesome.

Due to peer pressure, I was told not to get the chicken. Therefore I tried the Salmon fillet instead, which was like whut 3 of us got. Well the salmon itself was alright I mean it wasn't amazing or anything. The texture could have been better in my opinion.

Or perhaps it was just me, the guy who prefers steamed Salmon to pan fried. Or was it grilled.

Anyways, we ordered a bottle of red wine to share between the 5 guys. They gave us an Aussie made wine initially but we settled for a French one eventually. Now I'm no wine connoisseur and hence cannot tell good wine from shit. And with a few good laughs I downed the blood red liquid into my throat, waiting for the heat to dissipated to the rest of my body.

It was alright.

And I spent less than 20 bucks for the seemingly expensive and classy meal. I guess that Astons for ya.

I have a feeling I'm gonna be a regular of that place. Lol.

Kudos for the recommendation.

But it was quite a sinful meal.

And for that, I went to work out last night. No, none of that wanking shit. That's not workout.

Running 3.4 km and then doing two sets of circuit training (noob one) is considered a workout for me.

At least a starter.

After a few days, when I'm in my high gear, we'll switch things up.

Here I come.

How can you say you're lost, when you know the door to my very soul.

Oh I get it. It's not the one you wanted.

What am I even saying.