Breaking the fast

I haven’t really used a network connection in over 48 hours. I should try that more often. Well, at least, try doing something so engrossing that I don’t notice/mind the absence of network from my life for 48 hours.

So, I had a last minute trip to the Greyhound station, (thank you, Aaron, for the ride), Got on the ass end of the bus. My companion for this leg of the journey, while always present, wasn’t very talkative and spoke in a dialect I found difficult to follow. As best I could make out, he was on the run from the law, I didn’t ask him to repeat himself or clarify. I figure that there are certain things I’d just rather not know about =)

Construction delays left me getting in to Liz’s (my older sister) place at 2am. (after I wiped my metro ticket’s magnetic strip with my cell phone, whoopsy). Hung out with Liz til three, then unsubtly prepared for bed.

Woke up around 8:30am, and started playing MoO2 (it’s been so long, but now we are re-united). Around 11:30, I jump into the shower (after Liz and Craig are done. Shoulda done it before, but oh well) I shave, etc. And we head out to Xerox Copy University (big corporate training thing far, far, from anything resembling civilization.). There we run into mom relatively quickly.

We chat, leave dad a few messages, play a game of scrabble. (I won, woohoo, though Liz got the last word in). I run off through the maze to find dad. It’s actually not all that bad. It has its own internal logic. Not exactly designed around natural human thinking patterns though.

We go off to lunch at this family style northern(?) italian place. Tasty food, not very vegan friendly, but I cope. Good stuffed mushrooms (liz couldn’t have em because they had peppers, mom couldn’t have em because they were mushrooms, I “shouldn’t” have eaten them because they had cheese on top, but oh well) Good pasta (finished up the last of it on the train ride back.). Tasty bread pudding (pine nuts? Why would you put those in bread pudding?) was pretty good, but if I’m going to violate my veganism for bread pudding, I’d much rather do it at La Feria in Shadyside 😉

This leaves me getting back to Liz & Craig’s apt (they’re getting a condo, which is cool), a bit later than ideal. They drop me off at a Metro stop closer to virtualexile‘s apartment. I head over there, and the party is under way

I had a good time at the party. It took me a little while to get comfortable, perhaps because I spend most of my time these days associating with the ubergeeky, and being in a situation with no one I’d met in person previously. I long ago lost track of the number of people I’ve met from online, yet there’s something about it which never fails to surprise.

The hosts were gracious, the partiers interesting, the snacks tasty. I enjoyed myself. We ended up sleeping at moose’s place (2 futons, a papasan, a queen size bed, and a couple of mattresses, just in case they decide to toss out the third amendment, since the rest of it has been fairly well gutted) (I may go into more detail in later post. Am fading fast)

In the morning, we met up with mikeincarync at lioncub‘s place, where they’d gone post party (unfortunately lioncub had a prior engagement on sunday) We grabbed brunch at afterword’s (associated with kramerbooks.) I bet it’s an awesome place if you are all cool with meat, eggs, dairy, caffeine and alcohol. Given my attitude towards all of the above, I was kinda ‘enh’ on the location. Though the bookstore made me quite happy as did the gorgeous guy with huge biceps at the next table who kept looking our way. He and his bf made a cute couple.

We then kept being consumerish up the street. I got three books, two on urban planning (new field of study to look into) and the other being Ethical Sluts. I picked up fries, and a burrito at union station (thanks for the rides, italhorseman), then dashed onto the train to wait an hour and 10 before it took off (an hour late).

The kid I sat down next to me hit on me. I have some suspicions about his, uh, veracity. He couldn’t name the river that runs next to his supposed school (harvard). I’ve never gone to school there, and haven’t spent 2 days there in total, and I know it.

Thanks to aaron for returning me to civilization (he apparently suffered a service outage, thanks to some tornado-ish winds and a downed tree, so he didn’t know how late I was, and ended up waiting an hour in the Amtrak lobby.

Then back to the land of sweet, sweet wireless.

And now back to the milk & honeyed land of unconsciousness. Update more later.

Sweet dreams