socializing last night; gym and restocking today

Last night I had dinner with Eimear, visiting from Ireland; roadnotes, baldanders, agrumer, and Chris. I got to play organizer because I expressed interested when she posted to rassef that she'd be in town. The gathering was small, because quite a few people were already on their way to Worldcon, or doing last-minute preparation. Eimear said she didn't like spicy food, so we went to Veselka. Blueberry pierogi. Kasha-and-mushroom pierogi (disappointing). Plum dumplings (the plum was nice, the dough rather, well, doughy). Pea soup. Other people had meatballs and stroganoff, and the dumplings and pierogi (I split the blueberry with Eimear, the kasha-and-mushroom and the plum dumplings with roadnotes.

We ate good food, and talked, and then tried to turn the cube in Astor Place, but it's been bolted down, for no apparent reason; then Eimear headed back to New Jersey, I went home, and the others went on to additional evening activities.

I had a good workout, but my knees are sore, and I'm more tired than I think I ought to be.
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The ends of my hair were soaked, but I discovered I'd left my comb in my other bag, so I didn't wash my hair properly, just a quick shampoo-and-rinse on the bottom part, which was wet anyway, and ran my hands through it. This short haircut has its advantages.

I had a big bowl of soup at Tea Den, since it's a cool, soupish sort of day. The table behind me was someone's "leaving a job" party, with lots of flash photography; fortunately, they were behind me. Then home via the drugstore and supermarket: we once again have useful things like limes, onions, eggs, and lightbulbs. No canned tomatoes, though: the basket was getting heavy, and I decided I would use ice cream sooner.

socializing last night; gym and restocking today

Last night I had dinner with Eimear, visiting from Ireland; roadnotes, baldanders, agrumer, and Chris. I got to play organizer because I expressed interested when she posted to rassef that she'd be in town. The gathering was small, because quite a few people were already on their way to Worldcon, or doing last-minute preparation. Eimear said she didn't like spicy food, so we went to Veselka. Blueberry pierogi. Kasha-and-mushroom pierogi (disappointing). Plum dumplings (the plum was nice, the dough rather, well, doughy). Pea soup. Other people had meatballs and stroganoff, and the dumplings and pierogi (I split the blueberry with Eimear, the kasha-and-mushroom and the plum dumplings with roadnotes.

We ate good food, and talked, and then tried to turn the cube in Astor Place, but it's been bolted down, for no apparent reason; then Eimear headed back to New Jersey, I went home, and the others went on to additional evening activities.

I had a good workout, but my knees are sore, and I'm more tired than I think I ought to be.
( numbers )

The ends of my hair were soaked, but I discovered I'd left my comb in my other bag, so I didn't wash my hair properly, just a quick shampoo-and-rinse on the bottom part, which was wet anyway, and ran my hands through it. This short haircut has its advantages.

I had a big bowl of soup at Tea Den, since it's a cool, soupish sort of day. The table behind me was someone's "leaving a job" party, with lots of flash photography; fortunately, they were behind me. Then home via the drugstore and supermarket: we once again have useful things like limes, onions, eggs, and lightbulbs. No canned tomatoes, though: the basket was getting heavy, and I decided I would use ice cream sooner.