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Went to brunch at St. Hooligan's in Frelard* with Dancer and her pal S, who's been taking care of her after knee surgery. The food's fantastic, and nobody seems to know they're open for brunch! Not only have I found good brunch in the north end, I can actually get a table! O frabjous day!
There's something I've noticed about Dancer: she's fond of last-minute changes to plans. This tends to cause confusion. Another thing I've noticed is that she often pushes herself too hard physically. Her knee, which had just been operated on a week ago, bothered her so much she was in tears once. I hope she's resting now.
Next: St. Mark's Episcopal, where I needed to spend a couple of hours doing updates to the Microsoft Access (Ptui!) UI for the Lambert House database. I've sternly admonished the volunteer manager to test the damn thing better than I did before the volunteers get their hands on it.
Then a sunny walk down Broadway for Tacos Chukís, Duolingo in Cal Anderson Park, and then a Goth munch at the Unicorn. I only stayed an hour at the Unicorn because while pleasant, it was a bit of a sausage party and not very... munchy. And I had a lot to do at home.
Some of what I had to do at home was on-call stuff. What I didn't realize was that my shift had ended, irregularly, on Friday. Arg! But at least I got the laundry and cooking done at a reasonable hour.
*St. Hooligan's sign says "Balmont". Aw. I like the name Frelard, and I think they're fighting a losing battle to call it anything else.
There's something I've noticed about Dancer: she's fond of last-minute changes to plans. This tends to cause confusion. Another thing I've noticed is that she often pushes herself too hard physically. Her knee, which had just been operated on a week ago, bothered her so much she was in tears once. I hope she's resting now.
Next: St. Mark's Episcopal, where I needed to spend a couple of hours doing updates to the Microsoft Access (Ptui!) UI for the Lambert House database. I've sternly admonished the volunteer manager to test the damn thing better than I did before the volunteers get their hands on it.
Then a sunny walk down Broadway for Tacos Chukís, Duolingo in Cal Anderson Park, and then a Goth munch at the Unicorn. I only stayed an hour at the Unicorn because while pleasant, it was a bit of a sausage party and not very... munchy. And I had a lot to do at home.
Some of what I had to do at home was on-call stuff. What I didn't realize was that my shift had ended, irregularly, on Friday. Arg! But at least I got the laundry and cooking done at a reasonable hour.
*St. Hooligan's sign says "Balmont". Aw. I like the name Frelard, and I think they're fighting a losing battle to call it anything else.
