Monday, September 21, 2009
I spent the weekend in an anti-histamine haze. My eyes and nose red and swollen.
I look/feel like hell.
The highlight was a little gathering at Sandy/Mark/Zane's house, where a nice birthday cake was awaiting me, as were many of my closest friends.
Sandy cuts the cake.
The low point was being stood up by someone who I am sure had many relevant reasons for doing so, none of which were spoken to me or related in an email, so I will not know them. Nor do I care to learn them at this point. Two strikes and you are out.
Driving down to the mission site in a few moments. Pollen awaits me and my nose tickles just thinking about it.
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I look/feel like hell.
The highlight was a little gathering at Sandy/Mark/Zane's house, where a nice birthday cake was awaiting me, as were many of my closest friends.
Sandy cuts the cake.
The low point was being stood up by someone who I am sure had many relevant reasons for doing so, none of which were spoken to me or related in an email, so I will not know them. Nor do I care to learn them at this point. Two strikes and you are out.
Driving down to the mission site in a few moments. Pollen awaits me and my nose tickles just thinking about it.