gym, gymnast, work, gaming

Went to the gym for the first time in a long time yesterday. Upper body lifting. My shoulder is doing pretty well. Not at pre-accident levels, and I don’t know that I’m ever going to do dumbbell military presses again, but I may well start back up with barbells in a week or two.

Dash from there to Indian buffet lunch with Patrick the gymnast. (name space collisions, always with the name space collisions). Good food. The cute waiter that has been very, very friendly with me since I moved out here. Great conversation, good food. It’s strange to have someone kiss me who already has a bf, with whom he shares a ‘weekend boyfriend’ on a fairly major street.

Back to the office. Food coma. sacked out on the office floor for an hour or so til Ro got in. Work work work. Clear head by walk to park. Work work work. Lots of insanely complicated math. Just to do a least squares, three dimensional triangulation on a non-moving target (while moving linearly), should be easy right? Today will be day 3 that I’m trying to work on the computational geometry behind this. (though, in counterpoint to sounding like I’m actually productive, my freecell game has improved quite a bit).

Started biking home, realized that when I got home, odds were good that I would be the only one there. Went to gaming instead. Played a brief game of privateer. Won by being the last left standing (all players start out with three ships, everyone else lost all three, and I only had 2 left). Then convinced , his date, and a couple of other guys to play Puerto Rico. I think I came in second in a five player game (45, 42, 40, some other scores). I was the only one in the top 4 with no big buildings. I must have done something right 😉 Buying the wharf probably was not one of those things.

Discuss biking stuff with , we go back to my place, and chat with Simon, and Tom, when he got back, largely about geeky stuff that more than half went over my head. And end up staying up til 2am with this. So much for early gym today. =)