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No longer a canasta virgin
Feb. 26th, 2003 06:39 amI went to Davis Square after work yesterday. Snagged a parking spot in the lot which required scaling a bigger-than-molehill snowbank to feed the meter (glad I only had to do that once), and again tried to buy Aquarius. Failed, due to lack of stock. It'll come in soon, really.
Over to the Diesel, where it was warm (my glasses fogged for longer than it takes me to walk the length of the place). There was a crowd at the back not interested in games, and eventually the gaming types snagged a booth, and I was inducted into the ways of canasta (red threes, frozen decks, unnatural canastas). I suppose this means I need to acquire a little-old-lady hat... I only made it through three hands, but that might've been enough for the rules to stick reasonably well. And the third hand was a doozy, too. Unfortunately, by the end of it, I was over-hungry, over-warm, and the headache that's on-again, off-again was definitely on, aided, I think, by the lighting. Feh.
By the time I got home and made some dinner (pizza with olives and roasted red peppers), I was too exhausted and headachey still to go to the magazine launch party :-(, despite it being just down the street. Feh. And something was screwy with the dial-up, too, so I couldn't seem to keep the connection for more than a few minutes at a time. Definitely a sign it was time to go to bed...
Over to the Diesel, where it was warm (my glasses fogged for longer than it takes me to walk the length of the place). There was a crowd at the back not interested in games, and eventually the gaming types snagged a booth, and I was inducted into the ways of canasta (red threes, frozen decks, unnatural canastas). I suppose this means I need to acquire a little-old-lady hat... I only made it through three hands, but that might've been enough for the rules to stick reasonably well. And the third hand was a doozy, too. Unfortunately, by the end of it, I was over-hungry, over-warm, and the headache that's on-again, off-again was definitely on, aided, I think, by the lighting. Feh.
By the time I got home and made some dinner (pizza with olives and roasted red peppers), I was too exhausted and headachey still to go to the magazine launch party :-(, despite it being just down the street. Feh. And something was screwy with the dial-up, too, so I couldn't seem to keep the connection for more than a few minutes at a time. Definitely a sign it was time to go to bed...