More Time Off!
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I took the entire weekend off, including Columbus Day. This was absurdly delicious. Especially because it meant I could lay on my couch and rest with my cold. Who knew that resting actually helps you get better more quickly? I guess there is a reason someone invented sick days...
Anyway, yesterday I met Chrystie and Jean for breakfast. We were going to go to Zaftig's, but there was a long line, and Chrystie had a train to catch, so instead we went to Espresso Royale, where I ordered hot apple cider, and then they apparently pressed the apples fresh, or so it seemed, because it took so bloody long. Then she complained loudly about how much she hates apple cider. That's great, but I love it, so could you just make it, please?
After breakfast, I came home and did laundry. Watched some of "Blackpool." Watched "Brothers & Sisters." Watched David Tennant on "Graham Norton." Then decided that maybe I wanted to doze, so I put the second disc of "The Stone Rose" on and listened to it. I did doze, fitfully, off and on. Oddly, the CD stopping was what jerked me totally awake. I considered watching TCI/NE, but the Food Network had "30 Minute Meals" on and I kind of fell into a stupor and just left it on. Feeling a bit better, I ran a bubble bath and then took a shower (totally efficient, but I had to wash my hair). Then I cuddled mysef in fabric (bathrobe, blankets, you know) and watched THE YANKEES LOSE. Hahahahahaha! Awesomest thing EVER. And then they stupidly blamed Joe Torre. Oh, God. Yankee fans are idiots, really. Patrick noted today that what is most infuriating about Yankee fans is the fact that they don't even like baseball. The heartbreaking point of October baseball is how hopelessly unpredictable it is, how there are no sure things, how a 162-game season comes down to three or four random games played in the fall. But Yankee fans seem to think that October shouldn't be this way, that there should always be a prize at the end of the road, and, if there isn't, someone has failed. October is a fickle mistress. Everyone else has learned this. It's time Yankee fans learned it, too.
Went to an event at Upstairs on the Square tonight. Things I Love About Boston, First Edition (I figure I should make this a regular feature): Harvard Square. Not necessarily top on my list but the first thing I'm thinking to write about. How much do I adore Harvard Square? Maybe it reminds me of my misspent youth living there (does anyone have a well-spent youth? Look back and say, "Wow, I could not have spent my youth any better?"), but it's just a lovely area, such a blend of fancy restaurants and coffee houses and random shops. It's so much more corporate than it used to be, and that's sad, but there's still a buzz when school is in session. Okay, I confess, it just felt familiar and home-y, to be stepping out of a restaurant in Harvard Square in the cool, damp, fall air, surrounded by students. Maybe Harvard Square's really the dullest place on earth. (But it isn't. It's charming. And it has Tealuxe. Wow, I'm a bit astonished at myself not stopping at Tealuxe while I was in Harvard Square...Stupid move on my part.)
Other exciting event of the day: I HAVE ALCS TICKETS! I work with a very awesome girl who had access to tickets and offered them to me, so huzzah! Of course, this means I can't go to "Wicked," but really, one must get one's priorities straight. I'm going to see if I can manage to swap them for Friday night's game (a better pitching matchup, and also would allow me to still see "Wicked"), but, hey, beggars can't be choosers.
I came home tonight and watched "How I Met Your Mother" (I did laugh a couple of times, mostly on the "He's got a British accent." "I'll be right there." part, so we're making progress), and then "Top Gear," which was the episode where Hammond returns from his crash, and it was all so very sweet, and I just adore that show. And then they jumped right back into hilarity and paved a road.
jlrpuckis right now saying an I-told-you-so over how much I love this show.
My computer is broken again. In the same manner in which it was broken before. Because they never actually fixed it. Sigh. So I once again am waiting for them to send me a box so that I can send them my computer in this terribly efficient fashion that they've established. Double sigh.
After breakfast, I came home and did laundry. Watched some of "Blackpool." Watched "Brothers & Sisters." Watched David Tennant on "Graham Norton." Then decided that maybe I wanted to doze, so I put the second disc of "The Stone Rose" on and listened to it. I did doze, fitfully, off and on. Oddly, the CD stopping was what jerked me totally awake. I considered watching TCI/NE, but the Food Network had "30 Minute Meals" on and I kind of fell into a stupor and just left it on. Feeling a bit better, I ran a bubble bath and then took a shower (totally efficient, but I had to wash my hair). Then I cuddled mysef in fabric (bathrobe, blankets, you know) and watched THE YANKEES LOSE. Hahahahahaha! Awesomest thing EVER. And then they stupidly blamed Joe Torre. Oh, God. Yankee fans are idiots, really. Patrick noted today that what is most infuriating about Yankee fans is the fact that they don't even like baseball. The heartbreaking point of October baseball is how hopelessly unpredictable it is, how there are no sure things, how a 162-game season comes down to three or four random games played in the fall. But Yankee fans seem to think that October shouldn't be this way, that there should always be a prize at the end of the road, and, if there isn't, someone has failed. October is a fickle mistress. Everyone else has learned this. It's time Yankee fans learned it, too.
Went to an event at Upstairs on the Square tonight. Things I Love About Boston, First Edition (I figure I should make this a regular feature): Harvard Square. Not necessarily top on my list but the first thing I'm thinking to write about. How much do I adore Harvard Square? Maybe it reminds me of my misspent youth living there (does anyone have a well-spent youth? Look back and say, "Wow, I could not have spent my youth any better?"), but it's just a lovely area, such a blend of fancy restaurants and coffee houses and random shops. It's so much more corporate than it used to be, and that's sad, but there's still a buzz when school is in session. Okay, I confess, it just felt familiar and home-y, to be stepping out of a restaurant in Harvard Square in the cool, damp, fall air, surrounded by students. Maybe Harvard Square's really the dullest place on earth. (But it isn't. It's charming. And it has Tealuxe. Wow, I'm a bit astonished at myself not stopping at Tealuxe while I was in Harvard Square...Stupid move on my part.)
Other exciting event of the day: I HAVE ALCS TICKETS! I work with a very awesome girl who had access to tickets and offered them to me, so huzzah! Of course, this means I can't go to "Wicked," but really, one must get one's priorities straight. I'm going to see if I can manage to swap them for Friday night's game (a better pitching matchup, and also would allow me to still see "Wicked"), but, hey, beggars can't be choosers.
I came home tonight and watched "How I Met Your Mother" (I did laugh a couple of times, mostly on the "He's got a British accent." "I'll be right there." part, so we're making progress), and then "Top Gear," which was the episode where Hammond returns from his crash, and it was all so very sweet, and I just adore that show. And then they jumped right back into hilarity and paved a road.
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My computer is broken again. In the same manner in which it was broken before. Because they never actually fixed it. Sigh. So I once again am waiting for them to send me a box so that I can send them my computer in this terribly efficient fashion that they've established. Double sigh.