Jia Cao

And so today i decided it would be a good idea to have lunch in the quads, out in the open, since it's a balmy 9 degrees out. So i dar-baoed a nice tasty lettuce,tomato, turkey, honey mustard, onion sandwich on grilled sourdough bread, which was nice and...toasty when i bought it... and walked the 4 minute walk to the quads, by which time it was naturally fridge-cold.

So i walked around, and found that they relocated the bench i wanted to sit at, and since i didn't want to sit on the fringes of greenery, plonked myself down on the grass and enjoyed the sunlight playing on my back, the wind through my hair, and the bright blue skies overhead.

Whereupon the wind coursing through my hair decided to pick up the cover of my sandwich container and blow it about 5m away. So, being a good citizen who doesn't like to litter, i went to pick it up, whereupon a number of squirrels (limit n --> infinity of Squirrel_n) saw me walking around with sandwich, and decided to investigate further. So okay, i took my sandwich, proclaimed how cold it was, and tore off a bit of bread crust, knowing i shouldn't feed it strange things which mess with its digestive system, but of course sourdough with honey mustard is a healthy alternative to starburst or whatever other crap ppl feed those things.

Which began my lunchtime entertainment. Naturally the squirrel sat there on its haunches nibbling furiously at the little bit of bread, which was absolutely adorable, but of course other squirrels suddenly realised what was happening, and decided to come and claim social security handouts. Now squirrels are smarter than pigeons, and a whole lot more aggressive (and cuter) so the aforementioned first squirrel started chasing away all the other prospective squirrels to protect it's newly found oil well. Border controls were set up, and the thing started rooting around the grass around me looking for scraps, getting a little bit too close for comfort (for some reason i had an irrational fear that it'd pee on my bag) so of course i did the natural thing that any threatened bag-owner would do:

I fed it another morsel.

Coz it was so damn cute.

And then of course i had to chase it away from my bag a few times, but it was all good

coz it was so damn cute.

oh yea and it was a good sandwich, cold or not, even though by the end i realised i couldn't actually feel my hands anymore. And i decided to come hide in Classics and wait for my next class, which is where i discovered that wireless internet is a good thing, and thus you have this post. It's truly fascinating to be sitting in a really old building with antique fixtures and furnishings (read: ugly floors) and have wireless access. phoosh.