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My college chum H, with a couple of days notice, told me that she & her hubby were coming up to Seattle for the Folklife festival, and could we get together? Shyeah! She was even willing to get on a bus, so we met in lower Fremont, ate some malatang at 19 Gold, walked around while I played tour guide, had some mead at Mr. B's, and then had to walk all the way to Wallingford to find a stop for their bus that wasn't closed! Even in sensible heels, it was a hike for me.
But yes, it was a lovely evening!
In other news, Good Sister is hip deep in the nitty gritty of plans for fixing up and selling Mom's house. I applaud her, and once again I think I have to whack somebody if she says to. Not that she would ever do that.
And what have I been doing instead of writing Dreamwidth entries? Hanging homemade devil girls* up high with the Wendling's help, staying up too late reading The Expanse, and cleaning up for a joint visit by Dancer and the Tickler. Ahem.
*Based on a drawing from Stjepan Šejič's "Fine Print".
But yes, it was a lovely evening!
In other news, Good Sister is hip deep in the nitty gritty of plans for fixing up and selling Mom's house. I applaud her, and once again I think I have to whack somebody if she says to. Not that she would ever do that.
And what have I been doing instead of writing Dreamwidth entries? Hanging homemade devil girls* up high with the Wendling's help, staying up too late reading The Expanse, and cleaning up for a joint visit by Dancer and the Tickler. Ahem.
*Based on a drawing from Stjepan Šejič's "Fine Print".
