eating out

Work day went much as expected: too much work, too little day.

My parents are visiting this weekend, and came up on the train this afternoon. We went out for supper together to a local place -- hadn't been there before, but it's quite decent -- and I am now stuffed. Also tired. Tomorrow we go to York. There will be lunch at Betty's, and supper at a local Japanese restaurant in the evening.

I was also able to surprise my parents by showing them the copy of GURPS Vorkosigan. They were very impressed. I was very happy.

Excellent day.

(Now have two new complete madlibs for the panel at Yaoicon, plus three from last year. That should be enough.)

(And chocolate, of course.)

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Sit

Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six, and still have some of life ahead.
No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.

The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.

-- Vikram Seth