From one end to the other

I woke up a tad late this morning, then proceeded to sit on the couch and play guitar for a bit.  I don't really know why - I just wasn't feeling rushed to get in the shower.  Eric kindly told me that my playing had improved a lot over the last year.  I can kinda see that sometimes - others, not so much.

I arrived at work at roughly 9:30 AM, and worked through until 6:30 or so, I think.  I believe that's when it was.  After work, Daniel and I went over to The Friendly Toast for dinner and a beer.  I had pancakes and a Robust Porter (Smuttynose).  He had french toast and Smuttynose's IPA.  We talked about all sorts of things - a lovely conversation.  I think next time I'll go with the french toast - it looked delicious.  They were playing Neutral Milk Hotel and Wilco.  Not bad.

After leaving The Friendly Toast (around 8:30 or so), I decided to walk over to Central rather than back to Kendall, since I was already part of the way there.

So I walked down Main St. to Central, singing Wilco songs.

Once I got to Central, I decided, heck, it's a nice enough night, why not walk over to Harvard?

So I walked to Harvard singing Animal Collective songs.

Once I got to Harvard, I attempted to stop in at the Staples there, but it was unfortunately about 9:30 PM, and they were half an hour closed.  Instead I stopped into a CVS (ugh) to look for sticky notes.  They only had big, boring, manilla ones.  I got a new toothbrush and some toothpaste instead.

 I also thought I might stop by Dado to see if Karin was still there, as she seemed to be having a rough start to her day this morning.  She didn't seem to be around (they were long since closed, but still cleaning up).  Once I ran out of things to do in Harvard, I thought to myself, well, I've walked this far, why not go all the way across Cambridge?

So I walked from Harvard to Porter singing Smashing Pumpkins B-sides.

And then I got home.  And now my legs are tired.  The end!

Logistical Error: Abort, Retry, Fail?

I'm currently writing from my old MacBook Pro, which I gave to my brother last year. My computer is sitting at the office.

This, unfortunately, makes me a dumbass.

See, this morning I left home with a guitar and my bag, laptop in the latter, went to work, and then went to a guitar lesson afterwards. Because, post lesson, I imagined I'd get home pretty late (like, oh, midnight... which is what happened), I decided to just leave my computer at work. I knew this computer was at home, so I knew I'd be able to write this post, but I completely forgot that I was planning on working from home tomorrow morning. Yeah, like, from the home office. With my work machine. Which I left at, well, work.

Argh.

So I'm going to see what I can do without it, which strikes me as more of a thought experiment/planning session than work.

The reason for all this is that I have a dentist appointment at 10:30 tomorrow, and it's much closer to home than it is to work. Ah, well, I'll figure something out.

After the guitar lesson, I wandered back to Kendall (still not putting two and two together about the laptop) and went to The Friendly Toast with Julia, Paul, and an entire host of their excellent friends. I had blueberry pancakes, which I only finished about 2/3 of. I now feel stuffed. We also got an order of the Orleans fries, because they're incredible.

All of this pretty much brings me up to where I am now, sitting here at 12:50, on the verge of going to sleep. And indeed, I think it's time.

Collapsey.