The day I went and bought some... art?

A recap of Tuesday. Having only slept at 2 am yesterday morning, with a considerate chunk of my assignment still yet to finish off, I was determined to rise from my slumber by 5 am, and continue on. With three hours of sleep and copious amounts of caffeine, I managed to grind it out and submit that sucker.

Rather than returning home to start my literature review for my dissertation, I decided it was just too nice a day to be sitting at home procrastinating, when I could be outdoors enjoying it with some buddies. Shit, what would you choose? Regardless of the anxiety, pressure and that overwhelming feeling I have today, I had such a nice day yesterday, so nice that I decided to blog about it.

So I met up with crew at this Vietnamese joint in Nedlands and rewarded my early morning efforts with a bit of Bun Ga Xao and fresh lychee juice. Amazing would be an understatement when describing the food. It's been hit and miss for me when eating Vietnamese food in this city, but this joint in Nedlands did not disappoint (damn I'm kind of craving some Pho right about now). So we had lunch, took a leisurely stroll up and down the block, before continuing our day in the CBD. Stopped at THE french patisserie spot for some sweets, before heading to King St.

Oh, I finally picked up that piece of art I put a deposit on some time ago. Yes I bought art, why did I buy art... I still don't know? I certainly did not need art.. I'm not sure if I wanted art either, shit... did art want me? What has art done for me? I guess I just wanted to carry art around the city.