smooches Suzi
No sneetches, but there was a random dude at the bar that totally had my number. One of his first comments? "You look like you went to Wellesley." Hah!
OMG, that dude was a total douche. Came back not 10 minutes after you left, megan, and was... GAH.
One of the advantages to working in that kind of restaurant bar is the relatively low amount of Lonely Needy Drunks. Dude was a total LND.
Hec & JZ, thank you for coming in and letting me treat you. I'm glad y'all enjoyed it so much. megan, thank you for stopping in and sitting in front of me!
Clearly, you need to come hang out with us at Starbelly.
This goes for everyone. Yes.
Suela, meara, you must tell me more about this steampunk pub. Yes.
Juliana wins at invisible friendship tonight. Yay!
What she said! Like Teppy! Like Aurelia!
Man, I need to get back out to SF. It's been a while.
Oh, me too. But my primary need right now is a Job (Census work doesn't count.)
Making coffee at New Office a success! At least until someone tells me that the hot water is for union members only. (Yes, this is very likely to happen.)
We often feel like our office was put together with string, duct tape and cardboard. Well, it's really tins cans:
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These are in the ceiling above our work area. We just did a little tin can tour of the ceiling with one of the gov't plumbers.
Man, I need to get back out to SF. It's been a while.
you totally do! So does Tom Scola!
Man, I am so tired that I might just disintegrate.
(In between typing "might" and "just," my boss asked if I wanted to go downstairs with her and get coffee. Oh, yeah. I have an enormous coffee sitting next to me, waiting to be delivered directly into my bloodstream. Now I just need an IV line.)
I took a half-pill of muscle relaxant last night. No amount of caffeine is going to entirely erase the fuzziness therefrom, but at least I'm not in pain. Nor do I have to go out in the damp & cold for a while.
Laura -- what is this about moving? I must have missed something!
We just did a little tin can tour of the ceiling with one of the gov't plumbers.
Um, those are some old cans. To catch drips? That's so bizarre.