| | so many great moments this weekend
learning dt and bk were to spend qtt--so necessary for centering.
there both such great people, i forget. and i'm on dt's calendar
for the wk after tday, and he's legal now
winning the .lottery. at work--fifth row at the celtics game in two hours
mass messaging friends and getting some many sweet things back that it's almost like a big hug--or lick
zatch got the job with the professor at harvrad, amazing benefits like
a wk off at christmas and he's set. also makes more than me, but
who keeps track? he's happy--that is what counts. the prof
was one of the first black graduates of big name medical school and is
writing his memoirs.
after the game, we lingered and rocked to the beats of some drummers
outside of n station. i took a vid and watched as young boys
worked up the nerve to dance. first the black kids crumped and
then the white kids--well it wasn't really dancing but it was a fun
public space.
the next day i had my first brunch experience at johnny ds in
davis. a long bike ride through the congestion of the coming
harvard yale game and chilly hands--but a beautiful day. b and i
went up to the north shore, her first trip to halibut point and seafood
afterwards.
b went to bed /early/ and i went on to z's apartment. matt d
cooked dinner and nfrank bitched about this soire we were meant to
attend at his place, right around the corner.
we were drinking straight manhattans--my first time and i was expecting
to get sick or at least drunk. neither happened. a happy
drunk walked by the steps and related his disappointment as yale
won--mit streaked.
z disappeared and i got cranky. matt d's gf showed up with a
glowing necklace and walked back with us. i tryed to get comfy in
noyes's bed, listening to i&w, but it took all of thirty seconds to
realize i needed to get out.
biking past midnight is a blessing i made it to my house with no
problem--having left most of my books from the day at the
apartment. i decided to continue on to cleveland--the best bike
ride, my own newly repaved lane and it's a level trip. and guys
leaning out asking, hey is that a fixed gear--yeah i say too
quickly. bravo he says before we ride off in separate directions.
falling asleep was easy.
waking up to go climbing was not. i didn't get anything done, just barely made it to kenmore for my ride at 11 am.
nic had said a couple of hours but it was dark before we left. i
bouldered, passed my safety test, banged my knee good, and
top-roped--ooh and am totally addicted. we left for dinner at
sunset, right next to my gym, and i ate quickly, made apologies and
left as they were all still talking rocks.
i dropped my stuff off at my gym, thinking i should go to work to fax
my boss but i called her instead. check. a hot tub
soak. check.
falling asleep was easy. and waking up to a two day week, easy.
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