other fun tales from dc metro

Or, how my saturday went.

I got up from my cheaper hotel with free wired internet (yay) if on a short cable (boo), and got a call from while WoWing. Checked out, dropped my bags off at HQ, hung out with and , as well as a married couple that have long been friends of theirs. After over an hour chatting in the cafeteria at union station, we proceeded to the Rousseau (Henri, no Jean-Jacques) exhibit at the national gallery. Afterwards, we perused the bookstore for a bit, chatting all the while. I kept coming back to the green architecture books. Hmmm, a clue for things to look into later.

But we were all pretty exhausted from the museuming (I’ll never understand why that is so tiring), so we got on metro, splitting off to go our own ways. I got on a red line train heading to Glenmont. Looking for an available seat, I notice a woman playing a color rogue-a-like on a mac. In need of geek love, I sat down next to her and struck up a conversation. We talked about games, and programming, and OS choices. I wasn’t sure if she thought I was hitting on her, so shortly before her stop I worked in one of my standard “oh hi, I’m gay” tidbits (namely the oddness of finding a navy sub-sub-contracting job while volunteering for the bfc’s Gay Men’s health collective.) But it was a fun and comfortable conversation. She wasn’t cmu, but we had common cultural roots nonetheless. Very welcome after spending all week in the company of tv-watching sports fans. Not that those are inherently bad people, but

This was followed by a fun evening with and . With snarky observations about the government and working for such, lounging about, tasty indian food, walking Lucy, and a game of Tongiaki. For all my anxiety about how the weekend would go, I had a good, mellow time. Yay.

My DC hotel

Nice things about it:
It’s shnazzy, big rooms, lots of mirrors, general fanciness.
It’s close to the Metro, so minimal time spent sweltering.
It’s totally covered by the government rate.

Lousy things about it:
They jack you for breakfast ($20 for a buffet, I’ll pay it once and never again)
They jack you for internet ($10/day, includes as much long distance and local calling as you want).
Said jacked up internet slows to a crawl late at night.

I don’t care about the space. I’d much rather have the tiny bed & breakfast with the included wireless that I chose repeatedly last summer. It was also cheaper, saving the government money. *sigh* Oh well.

Feeling Off

I’ve been feeling off lately. Maybe it’s the whole planning on no job changes and no apartment changes for at least two years. Maybe it’s the green slime I’m coughing up and the sinus headaches. Maybe it’s my abrupt and unmarked passage into lacto-ova vegetarianism. It’s remarkably unclear. But I’m finding myself not wanting to eat, not wanting to leave my hotel, not wanting to hook up.

I find myself constructing solutions based on someone not me taking action, but really, I think I need to be the one to initiate action here.

Brilliance

I forgot my entry badge at the downtown chicago office. That means instead of my originally planned 1pm departure, I’ll be getting on a plane scheduled for 6pm, meaning i may finally arrive in DC tomorrow morning, if this works out like every other o’hare => national flight I’ve taken.

Screwed up sleep schedule

This whole 9-5 + going to bed at a reasonable hour thing is nice in theory & all that, but I mean, really…

monday to wednesday, I went to bed after midnight, then got up at 5-something am. This was bad, so thursday night, I went to sleep at 8:30pm, and woke up at 2-something am. Tonight, 10:30p to 2-something. So now I’m awake when sensible people are asleep. This whole adjusting to full time 9-5 employment thing is not going as gracefully as I’d hoped. =)