cattitude and I went out for dim sum with
eleanor,
roadnotes,
baldanders, and our friend P. Much good food was eaten--as usual, most of the really good stuff came around after we'd gotten pretty full on things we didn't like as much. (And the congee was a complete loss--I think they'd put fermented seaweed in it, or something.) Roadnotes, Baldanders, and I went to Sahadi for assorted useful or amusing foodstuffs afterwards, then to our respective homes.
And now I'm wiped out. It doesn't help, I suspect, that my knees have been aching, or that I overdid something computerwise to the point that my hand was hurting. Or that I'm fighting some kind of cold. Who invented February?