Day FIFTY THREE : Passion of the fruit

Day Fifty Three : February 24, 2010 : Wednesday

I woke up fairly early to start working as a Waiter. It was actually quite okay. I'm not very tired. Maybe all the farming and gathering of food and making shelter make Waiters look bad, huh? I'll say.
So, it was an eventful morning, with mostly me smiling and serving some costumers. Some of the girls are acting weird... Giggling and touching my arm. What's that about? Are they trying to steal from me?

It wasn't until afternoon, during my break, that something really weird happened. So I was eating and drinking the meal they gave me (A poor meal too, but anything is fine for a hungry boy). And then I remembered an Apollonian event. If I live to get back to my home planet, I will have to participate with our poetry sessions. It's an event where everyone gathers around a fire and share their poetries be it odes or songs or comedy. I'm thinking of doing a sonnet or a folksong. Mostly a folksong, though. It seems funt o do... Especially since I'm out on my journey, right?
This is not the weird bit yet. This is actually the normal bit, if you haven't noticed. So I was working on that folksong (Or maybe it will become a sonnet, who knows?)... When suddenly, a recieved some sort of data in my phone. Here it is:

Click this link

Heh. Actually I liked it. It was quite amusing. And I miss oranges so much. I wonder who sent it?
Well, whoever it was... uhm, er, thanks? If that's what you want to hear, I mean.