Once a college student, always a college student

Being on a budget means one thing - you will do whatever it takes to find a buffet.  Tonight, after a disappointing walk to our local Pizza Hut and finding their buffet is only for lunch, we hopped the tube to Leicester Square and went to an Italian buffet - only 5.49.  Well, with guys, everything becomes a contest, so with echoes of Kobayashi ringing in my ears, me and my roomate Christian (we found out he's got a twin named Hans!) decided to see who could down more slices of pizza.  After 8, I was nearly delirious and had trouble sitting up.  But he roared back and tied me, and went up to get the winning slice.  I couldn't let that pass, so I choked down one more to tie him.  Everyone went home happy and hurting.
 
That doesn't mean I was about to stay in tonight.  I again headed out to a place I'm becoming quite familiar with, Tatershall Castle, a floating bar in sight of Big Ben.  When I go there, I usually go alone.  Why?  Well, one of the great things about being on vacation is being around people you don't know and who have no preconceptions of you.  I'm pretty close with the people on my trip, and Deanna's here, so that's not so easy if I go out clubbing or pubbing with them.  But on my own, I get a chance to meet the natives, to make friends, to make first impressions.  It's not often I get a chance to make a first impression anymore, because as school goes on, it's harder to meet new people.
 
So, another fun night.  I had to leave before I wanted, to catch the last train shortly after midnight.  London's a wonderful city, but it's not a 24-hour city.  Great place to live, but it's no New York.