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I Can Resist Anything Except . . .
Jan. 14th, 2008 02:38 pmChocolate-covered espresso beans. I think that I should just tell my coworkers that if any are brought into the office, they need to be hidden before I get in. I just can't stop eating them, and that's a bad thing.
Sometimes partly a good thing. THere was a large job in last night with an unreasonable deadline. But with the help of some computer jiggery and several chocolate-covered espresso beans, I managed to burn through one hundred pages in about six hours. Of course, I left work wired and with a headache, so that's not so good. To work off some of the energy, I took a short mile walk up Beachwood Canyon. Then I decided it was getting late, so I took the Dash home.
On Wednesday, I leave for New Jersey, and then for Boston. It's 70 degrees here; everyone in Boston is talking about having a snow day. Now that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ojouchan lives in California, I'd been able to put the bitter climate of the Northeast out of my mind. I'm cringing even at the thought of it.
I'm not cringing at the thought of the Mystery Hunt. I've been feeling out of the puzzling mode, but my confidence was boosted withthedan's warmup minihunt, where I got a few choice licks in at the puzzles.
Of course, I didn't get to solve the whole thing, because I left in the middle for lunch with my family at The Grill on Hollywood. We got together for my birthday, had a nice big meal, and talked about Obama, for whom my sister is a precinct captain for the coming primaries. I received a gift certificate to Gamestop from my sister, and a gift certificate to Phidippides. So I'll get to do some real running in addition to hiking.
The meal was so big and good that Ojou and I had to push back our plans to eat at Nyala, an Ethiopian restaurant. I wanted to do some adventurous dining for my birthday, and neither of us had eaten Ethiopian food, so we headed down to Little Ethiopia for adventure. Sadly, we didn't much enjoy it. While we like the food in general, the cuisine is eaten using a bread called injera. The injera was just far too sour for me to enjoy the rest of the food, and once Ojou pointed out that the bread felt like embalmed flesh, we were kind of done with the experience.
Because the lunch pushed back the dinner, the dinner pushed back the theatre. We'd planned on going to see ASSSSCAT at the UCB Theatre around the corner, but instead we made it back for America's Best Comic. It had high points and low points, was definitely worth eight dollars and probably deserves its own post. But now I'm actually starting to wind down from my four cups of coffee in bean form eaten while drinking tea, so I'd better get to sleep.
Ah, posting!
Sometimes partly a good thing. THere was a large job in last night with an unreasonable deadline. But with the help of some computer jiggery and several chocolate-covered espresso beans, I managed to burn through one hundred pages in about six hours. Of course, I left work wired and with a headache, so that's not so good. To work off some of the energy, I took a short mile walk up Beachwood Canyon. Then I decided it was getting late, so I took the Dash home.
On Wednesday, I leave for New Jersey, and then for Boston. It's 70 degrees here; everyone in Boston is talking about having a snow day. Now that
ojouchan lives in California, I'd been able to put the bitter climate of the Northeast out of my mind. I'm cringing even at the thought of it.I'm not cringing at the thought of the Mystery Hunt. I've been feeling out of the puzzling mode, but my confidence was boosted with
thedan's warmup minihunt, where I got a few choice licks in at the puzzles.Of course, I didn't get to solve the whole thing, because I left in the middle for lunch with my family at The Grill on Hollywood. We got together for my birthday, had a nice big meal, and talked about Obama, for whom my sister is a precinct captain for the coming primaries. I received a gift certificate to Gamestop from my sister, and a gift certificate to Phidippides. So I'll get to do some real running in addition to hiking.
The meal was so big and good that Ojou and I had to push back our plans to eat at Nyala, an Ethiopian restaurant. I wanted to do some adventurous dining for my birthday, and neither of us had eaten Ethiopian food, so we headed down to Little Ethiopia for adventure. Sadly, we didn't much enjoy it. While we like the food in general, the cuisine is eaten using a bread called injera. The injera was just far too sour for me to enjoy the rest of the food, and once Ojou pointed out that the bread felt like embalmed flesh, we were kind of done with the experience.
Because the lunch pushed back the dinner, the dinner pushed back the theatre. We'd planned on going to see ASSSSCAT at the UCB Theatre around the corner, but instead we made it back for America's Best Comic. It had high points and low points, was definitely worth eight dollars and probably deserves its own post. But now I'm actually starting to wind down from my four cups of coffee in bean form eaten while drinking tea, so I'd better get to sleep.
Ah, posting!
