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Spent last night with
stakebait. We had not too bad Italian food at a restaurant with mumbly people, which was infinitly better than our original plan of having Mexican food of unknown quality in the restaurant filled with music so loud that I could hear it before I actually left my apartment. Bearing in mind that I live 45 minutes away from this location.
We then hit up Old Navy for clothes, then zinged back to her place to talk about philosophy and politics and... yeah it was pretty much all
ats_nolimits all the time, with occasional breaks for "You know, Protocol!Wes really should have a kitten." so my priorities are spot-on, as always.
This morning woke us up with a fabulous thunderstorm, which left us walking through the rivers of Manhattan in search of an Irish breakfast. In spite of the weather-appropriate theme, the place we wanted to go to was closed, so we ended up with a regular old diner breakfast, though that was nice too in that nobody dumped buckets of water on our heads the entire time we were there.
After breakfast it took, I kid you not, an hour to get a cab. Which wouldn't have been too surprising if it was still raining, but at that point it had been only cloudy at best and even with occasional pauses for sunshine, so I have no idea what was up with that. Granted, some of the time was taken up by us trying different spots and me also zipping back to Mer's apartment to use the bathroom, but even still.
I suppose at some point we should've just given up and gotten a bus or used the subway, but that would have been cheating.
Back home, I immediately grabbed a nap and then snuggled with my cats who chastized me for orphaning them for a night, and are now sleeping soundly and are content to ignore me once again. This leaves me with approximately two hours in which to get a story done by deadline, at which point I then declare my freedom for the night and will ideally spend it taking a hot bath and then baking cookies.
There might also be tea.
Hope y'all are doing well. =)
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This morning woke us up with a fabulous thunderstorm, which left us walking through the rivers of Manhattan in search of an Irish breakfast. In spite of the weather-appropriate theme, the place we wanted to go to was closed, so we ended up with a regular old diner breakfast, though that was nice too in that nobody dumped buckets of water on our heads the entire time we were there.
After breakfast it took, I kid you not, an hour to get a cab. Which wouldn't have been too surprising if it was still raining, but at that point it had been only cloudy at best and even with occasional pauses for sunshine, so I have no idea what was up with that. Granted, some of the time was taken up by us trying different spots and me also zipping back to Mer's apartment to use the bathroom, but even still.
I suppose at some point we should've just given up and gotten a bus or used the subway, but that would have been cheating.
Back home, I immediately grabbed a nap and then snuggled with my cats who chastized me for orphaning them for a night, and are now sleeping soundly and are content to ignore me once again. This leaves me with approximately two hours in which to get a story done by deadline, at which point I then declare my freedom for the night and will ideally spend it taking a hot bath and then baking cookies.
There might also be tea.
Hope y'all are doing well. =)