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January
8, 2006. Saturday turned out to be a very full day, even though the major action was done by mid-afternoon. I had stayed up a little while after Jon dropped me at home Friday night after dinner at Khyber Pass, and I played some Halo 2 online with friends. I've been encouraging a lot of the beekeepers to come back and play, since I've had a certain amount of free time, lately. But lo, Saturday was a fairly early morning, and despite getting out the door about 15-20 minutes later than I had intended on, I still walked in to the door of Ann Sather's with 10:32 AM reading on my cellphone. Only two minutes past the prescribed time! Tom and Jon were already there, at a couple of tables along the north wall. I had spoken with Darryl by phone on the way, and he had recommended a table there, and I think it's cos their friend is the waiter for that section of the place. Darryl and Glenn showed up about ten minutes later, and we stuffed ourselves silly with Sather's best breakfasts. The cinnamon rolls really are very good, just gooey enough to go with the coffee that never really had a chance to diminish in my mug. I had a smoked salmon eggs benedict, which was very, very yummy. After, I had planned on taking the reverse bus route home, stopping off near this one large shopping area and doing a lot of walking to get to Home Depot, but then Darryl recommended one a little bit closer. "It's the Homo Depot!" he snarked, mentioning all the cute boys that worked there. "Well, that doesn't really help me," I pointed out. And then I paused. "Then again, I do seem to have a certain amount of success in that area." Both Darryl and Glenn laughed, getting the joke: I had dated both Darryl and Jon in high school, and had them both come out to me a few years later on. Being queer myself, I can only assume that we all felt some sort of natural affinity in our outlook on the world, or something. It's amusing now, at any rate. Hopping off the bus a stop early, I went into the World Market shop there, hoping to find Ladybug cookies. Sadly, they only had peanut butter, no raspberry, so I got some cola gummies and waited forever in line. I did a bit of shopping at the Century, smirking at the upper floor where "my" payphone was. I got a few bath products, and then walked across the street to the Body shop, where I was treated to a hand scrub demo (my hands smelled deliciously of cocoa butter for hours after), and walked out with a fizzy lemon room scent thing. I note these mundane things because if you know me at all, you know I loathe shopping, and have loathed it for ages and eons. I was casually strolling about, feeling a little like spending money, but mostly just wanting to be out and about in my city. I've also been avoiding being home too much. So off to the recommended Homo Depot I went after that, and they were indeed helpful and awesome and I walked out of there with the pieces I needed to fix my sink. Then into the drugstore to get an eyeglass repair kit that had screws too small for my sunglasses. Sigh. I have these great purple-lensed glasses, and the one arm came off. I guess I'll save the pieces a while longer and see if I can find a slightly bigger hinge screw. Oh, and at some point in there with all the shopping I ducked into a T-mobile storefront and grabbed a new charger for my phone. I had been dragging the 1300+ page Bone volume to work, and so stuffing other things into my bag was tricky: I think my phone charger bit it somewhere on a train line or sidewalk somewhere downtown, getting jostled out of the main pouch somehow. I felt rosy with the company I'd had over the past couple of days, and a little warm from all the walking. The sun was out all day, and much warmer than it really should be in January in Chicago, so eventually I opened my coat and wished I hadn't worn a warm sweater. I came home, fixed the sink, charged the phone, relaxed, watched some Veronica Mars, and played some Halo. I found an interesting glitch on the Containment map where I was jumping in a crouched position in this weird little corner I like to hang out in on defense, which caused the ceiling above me to flicker at a high rate, revealing some of the structures way above me. A few seconds after I stopped jumping, I spontaneously died - generating a message that the 'Guardians' had killed me. It was pretty cool to discover this weird glitch on my own, just by goofing off. I re-spawned, and ran back to my spot to maybe try it again, and saw Woody on the other side, trying to crouch jump himself. And then he team-killed me as he left the game. Nice guy! |