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a full sunday
Today, the first thing I had to do was run an errand to Pacific Fabrics, where I picked up our tickets for Stitch'n'Pitch (and t-shirts, too. I hope we can make Josh and Cory wear them, heh). I asked if they had yarn in navy, silver, and teal colours (like the Mariners) but they didn't. So maybe I will just bring my scorecard to the game -- or maybe I'll find something else I can knit. I'm not sure.
The Mariners had a retarded loss today, but Kevin Millwood got the win, so I don't feel too terrible about it. I should be seeing him pitch this Friday when the Indians are in Seattle, too.
Benoit and I went walking around Greenlake again today, since it was light out and he could really see the plants and ducks and stuff. We went and visited the bunnies again, and we even saw ducklings at the lake (it's awfully late in the year for them). Unfortunately, my back was aching and the sun was pretty bright, or we might have rented a boat and gone canoeing or something... bleh, I really do want to do it sometime, just I'm so worried about throwing out my back again.
Hunger led me to give him a tour of Fremont, since I thought he should see the troll and all the other neighborhood artwork, and we had dinner at Costas Opa, which I have not been to in quite some time (like, since I had dinner there with wf08 and dl2n a year or two ago, and I really should call Will one of these days). Dinner was good, but next time I have to remember to just get moussaka and spanokopita and not bother with the combos, since I greatly dislike the meat-filled dolmathes and I don't really need the skewer stuff or the rice and veggies.
I took a weird route home, and it headed us so far west that we decided to stop off at Golden Gardens, where we watched the mountains and the water and the people and the dogs and the boats (really, it was quite beautiful, though we were too early for sunset). I found out that the little fish'n'chips place there has SOFT ICE CREAM!!! so I got a big big vanilla twist soft-serve cone, which made me extremely happy. I didn't think anywhere around here had soft-serve aside from foofy lowcal yogurt stuff.
And then to head off an already fun day we went swing dancing again! I ran into two CMU people there, even -- one was Kathryn, who was my stand partner my last year in Kiltie Band, and she's an intern at Amazon this summer, and so it was neat to run into her. And then I also ran into Jed Pickel, who says HI MEGAN! We were both really surprised to see each other there, but it was super-cool and I danced a few songs with him and we chatted and it was just cool to see an old friend. But other than that I didn't really dance with anyone but Benoit -- I did ask a few people and I got turned down twice and then I gave up. It was still fun anyway.
Tomorrow night I have to send Benoit back to Pittsburgh, and then go back to normal life... whatever "normal" means these days, I'm not really sure.
The Mariners had a retarded loss today, but Kevin Millwood got the win, so I don't feel too terrible about it. I should be seeing him pitch this Friday when the Indians are in Seattle, too.
Benoit and I went walking around Greenlake again today, since it was light out and he could really see the plants and ducks and stuff. We went and visited the bunnies again, and we even saw ducklings at the lake (it's awfully late in the year for them). Unfortunately, my back was aching and the sun was pretty bright, or we might have rented a boat and gone canoeing or something... bleh, I really do want to do it sometime, just I'm so worried about throwing out my back again.
Hunger led me to give him a tour of Fremont, since I thought he should see the troll and all the other neighborhood artwork, and we had dinner at Costas Opa, which I have not been to in quite some time (like, since I had dinner there with wf08 and dl2n a year or two ago, and I really should call Will one of these days). Dinner was good, but next time I have to remember to just get moussaka and spanokopita and not bother with the combos, since I greatly dislike the meat-filled dolmathes and I don't really need the skewer stuff or the rice and veggies.
I took a weird route home, and it headed us so far west that we decided to stop off at Golden Gardens, where we watched the mountains and the water and the people and the dogs and the boats (really, it was quite beautiful, though we were too early for sunset). I found out that the little fish'n'chips place there has SOFT ICE CREAM!!! so I got a big big vanilla twist soft-serve cone, which made me extremely happy. I didn't think anywhere around here had soft-serve aside from foofy lowcal yogurt stuff.
And then to head off an already fun day we went swing dancing again! I ran into two CMU people there, even -- one was Kathryn, who was my stand partner my last year in Kiltie Band, and she's an intern at Amazon this summer, and so it was neat to run into her. And then I also ran into Jed Pickel, who says HI MEGAN! We were both really surprised to see each other there, but it was super-cool and I danced a few songs with him and we chatted and it was just cool to see an old friend. But other than that I didn't really dance with anyone but Benoit -- I did ask a few people and I got turned down twice and then I gave up. It was still fun anyway.
Tomorrow night I have to send Benoit back to Pittsburgh, and then go back to normal life... whatever "normal" means these days, I'm not really sure.
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Wow, that's pretty bad form. Every city I've danced in, it's considered extremely rude to turn someone down. The only people I've ever known to get turned down are the guys who are like 4'11" and want to Balboa with tall women.
Try dancing in Austin next time you're down there. It is still the friendliest swing scene I've ever found.
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Do you mean something entirely different when you say 'soft-serve' than what comes to my mind? Because almost every McDonalds and Dairy Queen in the area has soft vanilla ice cream, so I was a bit puzzled by this remark.
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