May. 1, 2006 - "Don't stop! When you stop you get full!"

So I was having a chat to my best friend Anis. I mentioned that I was doing an assignment with a new friend from uni. When she heard it was a guy, she got serious and the inquisition began;

"What's his name?"

"Toby"

"Looks?"

"What?"

"What does he look like?"

"He's cute"

"Oh."

I start to laugh and she goes

"What? 'Cute' means ugly"

"He isn't ugly at all. He's good looking but not in a huge, butch sort of way. He's cute. He's not your type either".

"Oh."

I burst into giggles again

"What's so funny?"

"You sound so desperate! 'A MALE! WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE? HOW TALL IS HE? HOW MUCH DOES HE WEIGH?.....Oh. Not my type.....Do you have any other males you can introduce me to?'"

Amy took this on her chin and then remarked, "It's sort of like me with buffets".

Now the reason for this comment is because while in Cambodia, Amy and I went to this buffet dinner. We were led to our table where I sat down, expecting Amy to as well so we could order drinks etc. But no. Amy had already got her plate and was practically running towards the buffet. She came back with her plate in a mound and started to dig in. By the end of this first plate, I knew not to bother trying to make conversation unless it was in the form of a question that could be answered by either a shake or nod of the head or a shrug for maybe. However, I chose to sit there in silence purely because her look of sheer concentration and determination was so intense, she almost looked angry. It was the type of face that a person gets when they're trying to defend someone in basketball and the likes.

I joined in on her next round but after a plate or two I was done. As I sat there holding my stomach and regretting having eaten so much, Amy looked at me as she slurped some noodles in her mouth. Once they had vanished she said to me, as she grabbed a spring roll and held it just in front of her mouth, "The trick with buffets is that you don't stop. Once you stop, you get full. You shouldn't have stopped". In went the springroll.

Amy is also a travel agent when she isn't at uni and was recently able to do a tour from Melbourne to Sydney for free. This involved eating a buffet one night. She wisely warned the people on her tour that she 'has a tendency to get a bit serious when it comes to buffets and its probably best not to try and talk to her while she is eating'. They were all seated at tables of four. One of the girls from her table arrived late and wasn't able to put a plate in her space at first because Amy had that many empty plates spreading across the table. Instead of being apologetic, Amy was shitty she had to be interrupted to move her shit. Fortunately, she didn't stop long enough to get full so the eating-marathon continued. 

So when Amy likened her thirst for boys to her manner at a buffet, I almost shat myself laughing because she was spot on.

May. 3, 2006 - Untitled Comment

May. 4, 2006 - Speed eater

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May. 4, 2006 - Untitled Comment

May. 4, 2006 - a formal apology to SoLaCell

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May. 5, 2006 - wooooo