I had just done some shopping at Junction. It seems one can never have too many socks or shoes. Or steaks when you’re feeling violently ill (which is why I was wearing a sweater under the hot African sun). Anyways on my home I bumped into Emilia who was on her way to the bistro. The girls’ resolution for MUN had been passed so it had to be celebrated. And so commenced two hours of being silly at that lounge place. That is all.