| My typing is screwed tonight. I'm guessing exhaustion. |
[May. 4th, 2009|10:22 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Poison, Alice Cooper | ] |
Today felt long. Probably longer than it actually was, but what can you do?
First stop, Basement Books. I was wandering around, trying to find a gift for Jeremy Allen; in all honesty, I don't know him all that well, which made picking something somewhat more difficult (though I had vague recollections of him saying he had a very fast reading speed, which were later backed up). I wound up picking 100 Selected Stories by O Henry; never heard of the author, but I couldn't find any books of quotations, so I figured short stories would give plenty of opportunities to choose. And "classics" are considered good by at least someone.
While I was there, I missed a phone call from Fabian; it turned out that the meeting for work was actually in an entirely different location to where he'd told me previously. I wandered around lost a little, and finally called my father in desperation.
Attended a three hour meeting. Cue varying amounts of arguing about a number of topics.
Had dumplings for lunch with work people at some noodle place on the edge of Chinatown.
Caught a cab over to SVS with work people.
Went to the AH department; since it was quiet when we arrived, I took the opportunity to duck out to visit Jeremy. Spent a half-hour or so chatting with him.
Headed back to AH and helped people with ABC till around 6PM.
Wandered over to one of the pubs near SVS for an after-work drink. Once Aman joined us, we shifted for dinner to the French restaurant across the road.
Unhurried dinner, chatting etc.
Managed to catch a 437 home with no wait.
Got home at 9.30ish to discover the Internet is still capped. Semi-patiently loaded pages, read through them, etc.
It's now quarter to eleven. I'm going to bed.
-Mmaster |
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