I'm much better than I was during the
Holistidays, but I still have a cough. +
I was up late reading Memoirs of a Geisha. I know, you probably thought I had read it long ago. I guess I was waiting for the hype to die down. It's not the greatest book ever written, but it's good. And it's good to be reading a book for fun again. +
I woke up early to do my linguistics homework, then I biked & Metroed to UMD. I saw my Asian History TA from last semester at the library. I asked if his family had made it through the red tape and finally arrived in the US; he said they had. +
I rocked the first midterm. +
Biking home, I was yelled at on the very stretch of road where I'd had my
near-VH. I was in the left lane, preparing for a left turn, and an Asian guy yelled something about "...the RIGHT!" -
But I responded a lot better than before. I said "I'M TURNING LEFT." +
But then I added, "FUCK YOU." -
At home, while getting ready to go out again, I listened to twelve minutes of
the scientifically-most-annoying song ever. -
The Red Line was shut down; apparently there was a crack between Dupont and Woodley. --
I went to the station attendants and asked for a refund, since the train hadn't moved in 15 minutes and I was going to switch to a bus. The younger attendant started saying "We can't do that; you'll have to call." I said, "Why can't you? I've been sitting there for 15 minutes." The older attendant then said, "We'll let you out without swiping your card, just tell the next station manager what happened." +
(Walking to the bus, I pondered why you can't just get a refund instantly. Can't smartrip cards be "smart" enough to know when you exit from the same place you entered? Peeves me off.) -
I quickly caught the S4 bus. +
My cell phone was dying, and I needed to stay in touch with my friend, who was supposed to give me shirts. -
I tricked my phone into believing it had more of a charge, and found out that my friend was locked in traffic. I got off the bus at L and started walking towards him. But L Street was blocked completely by cop cars and a long stretch of police tape. I called my friend back and told him he was not going to get through. While he was on the phone, I went up to three firemen, one of whom said I couldn't even walk through on the sidewalk. I asked him what was the matter. Eventually another one said, "A package." -
I walked to my friend, who was stuck in his car. I got my shirts and I talked to him and his wife as they inched along L. ++++
Then I went to Thai Kingdom, where I was scheduled to meet up with four other Japanese speakers for some speaking practice. I was early. I didn't hear from anyone until 50 minutes later. -
Finally, one member showed up: my ex-girlfriend. But the funny thing is, just then a horde of Japanese people came in, maybe 30 or so, but they were in a different party. They sat just far enough away that I couldn't eavesdrop on them. (no charge, just funny)
The spicy eggplant with fried tofu is really good at Thai Kingdom. +
I got a lot of Japanese practice, more than I'd been getting for the past two weeks. And the interaction with my ex went smoothly. +
After dinner, I was able to talk my way into getting back onto the Metro without getting charged. +
Got home, found my roommate and her boyfriend watching The Notebook. My roommie was saying something about the artwork on the wall: "There are three red circles, no, there are four red circles." I said, "But there are five lights." She said, "What?" Her boyfriend said, "No, there are FOUR LIGHTS!" We derailed the romantic vibe with a lot of Star Trek talk. +
Blogging on Districted for the first time since feeling better: +
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Overall charge +5