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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Mini-bites

The new car rocks. Best Car Evar! It didn't flinch on the hills up to Tahoe. Quena noticed that the exterior felt soft to the touch. How painted metal can feel soft, I have no clue, but it did. I figure there's no bug guts or hard water stains yet, so it's like that. Steve remarked that the back seat had the most legroom he'd ever encountered in a car. The upper/lower storage in the back totally rules. That's where my water and dance shoes live for eternity. I love having all the controls on the steering wheel - audio, temperature, map, consumption info. The cupholders in front cheerfully accomodate two big sodas. And the automatic transmission is far less annoying than I'd expected.

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Valhalla was lovely. Sarah Caves has a family cabin about 4 miles from site, so it was faire with hot showers and warm beds. This is perfect for me. And it was faire with soaring pine trees. And it was faire with a fun little ice cream parlor just off-site. And it was faire with a great after hours party including the Black Irish band. Good dancing was had. Oh, and the drag fencing tournament was hilarious. And Erik fits just a little too well into my bodice. From the back, you can't really tell he's a gent. I'll add a picture when someone posts them.

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Went and had dinner and Fluxx with Kevin last night. He has Prius envy, which is funny, because I've spent the past couple years envying his Prius. But mine is shiny and new and has a smoother user interface and a backup camera. Oh, and I beat him five hands to four in the most "Brain No TV" oriented night of Fluxx ever.

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On the way home from dinner, I pulled onto the freeway and found myself behind a black Prius with a Tracy Toyota ad in the license plate blank. I actually jumped. Suddenly I was following myself on the freeway. Turns out it was driven by a little Asian guy, so no, not actually following myself. Before I got to pass him, I called Kev. He said to make sure I didn't hit the other car or the universe might implode. I love my friends. We're such geeks.

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Things at work got weird this week. My old, much-appreciated boss got a layoff notice. She is the most singularly competent person in Administrative Systems. If she's getting laid off, then everything is up for grabs. We'll see if I still have a job come September. Rumors are not pointing to good signs, but I can hope and dream, and check the Stanford Jobs website every week to see if there's any other jobs on campus that I want.

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Pixel apparently missed the whole lesson on "Cats are cool". He was playing the other night at the end of the bed, and he reached behind himself to grab his toy and rolled right off the bed in a sort of slow motion move. This was not smooth. He's a big ol' dork, but I love him.

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Off to see King Lear tomorrow. Gabe is in it so I couldn't miss the combination of getting to see Gabe in a show and Shakespeare.

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After my birthday I got to spend some Amazon credit. I now have all of Danger Mouse, and the Animaniacs are on order. Can't wait for Animaniacs. I also picked up several good books.

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Will made mini-cheesecakes and brought them to Plough on Monday. I'm not a big fan of cheesecake. It tends to be dry and heavy. But these were delicious. Such a treat. Thanks Will!

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This weekend I'm abdicating all sanity and going to Friday Night Waltz on Friday, dancing 2 performances at Ardenwood on Saturday morning, going to Gaskells (with special theme costume) on Saturday night, and doing Quinn's Fairie Ceili on Sunday night. Super-danci-licious!

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I have, I know not how, lost somewhere in the neighborhood of 15 pounds since December. I didn't plan for it. It just started happening around the end of January. This weekend I got to wear my old faire bodice on Sunday because the other one had grown too big. As previously mentioned, it fit Erik perfectly, so it was just as well. So, after years and years of actively trying to lose weight and failing utterly, my body has decided to do it on its own. I am so not even remotely complaining.

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