Whole Cheese and Half Beef

There I was in my best imitation of a JK Rowling moment (jotting down stuff a la fabulous writer in her most important and cannot-be-disturbed-because-I’m-going-to-publish-a-million-bucks-worth-of-a-novel mode) while quite oblivious to the noise around me as SM can be a bit noisy sometimes. Only in my case, the place I chose to be enlightened is Tacos – mine and everyone else’s fave Mexican food stall while JK downed more than just several cups of joe in a cozy Scottish coffeehouse of which its name escapes me. I remembered seeing that particular episode in Susan Enriquez’s Pinoy Meets World show on a late Sunday night a few months back. Seriously, I need to take memory enhancing supplements soon.

And as the quesadilla slowly disappeared slice after slice after slice (I ordered whole cheese and iced tea for myself and half-beef to go for my sis), I started to notice that the couple in their mid to late twenties who were seated at a table on my left were actually arguing. I swear I didn’t notice earlier that they were. Teaches me to be more observant and not to be too self-absorbed next time. But maybe they both enjoyed the pretentious peace of a “Cold War” before going for a full assault (in the girl’s case prolly as her mouth was like a machine gun. The poor guy was just sitting there enduring and crossing his fingers for her to end soon). Hahaha

Grrrr. So not good to hear anyone arguing especially today. Nuh-uh. Today’s way too important. As the last slice went poof with no tomato slices and hot chili sauce spared,  I smiled. Happy 2nd monthsary, dude!