After a while, a new person in the department, Elizabeth, arrived. Her task today was to transcribe a talk attended by, presumably, Myra and Patti. Play 10 seconds. Stop. Type. Rewind. Play again. Verify. Edit. Replay a final time. Next section.
I worked on the newsletter for nine hours, with a break at lunch to eat in the student dining room in the building, and finally leaving the office at 7:30PM.
Early afternoon, both Myra and Allisa arrived. Full house.
It was cold as a witch's tit in my shorts and t-shirt, as I stood in the drizzle waiting for the bus. I used my umbrella to shield the wind whenever it decided to blow.
I had intended to stay in tonight, and do homework, but Joe called on my way home, and twisted my arm one tenth of one hundredth of a degree, and I met him at Helios at a little after 9:00, where I posted a STC Benefit Rock Show flyer on their community events bulletin board.
We headed over to Flex at about 9:45, where we ran into Chris (
zinnian), whose "dinner group" was using the pool table. When they finished, we took it over, and played three or four games, pretty much alternating wins if I remember correctly.
At somewhere between 11:30 and midnight, Joe and I walked over to Snoopy's, where I had a BLT and he had an order of fries. I'd never had their BLT, and it was quite delicious.
I drove us over to CCs, where we listened to a little bit of karaoke. About three singers in a row did country songs. I went back in there a little later, again, to a couple more country songs. Interesting.
I left a flyer on the rack by the door with all of the other community news information.
I ran into Blake, and it was his birthday tonight. Lots of birthdays around this time. His,
zinnian's, chasman's, brianrdu's, and Richard's (the Flex/Legends bartender). Oh, yeah, and dailyafirmation's is next week.It was Hispanic night at CCs, so no 12:30 drag show. Rip was there, and he made a couple of comments that came across as racist to me. I hate that.
