The Bird is the Word

I spent the day in the city, jumping from cafe to cafe, working on my History Essay. I finally settled down in South Bank and made a friend. He is a bird. I called him Trevor. He kept me company for a good half hour. We talked about politics and the sexual revolution in china. He had some good points to make about the Hentai boom but I shut him up and gave away my Terries Orange chocolate bar. I finished my draft for history and made my way to Borders. I put that book (the one in my last post) on order and now I just have to wait for it to arrive.
I had a good day and I feel spent.
Although, I had a major erg to hug someone. I just needed a hug all day. I even got to the point where I was searching for someone looking sad just so I could go up and make them happy...

AND
There was balloons on the train!
Lots and lots of balloons!
They kept popping and it made me laugh :D