Based on a statistically valid sampling of available poll results, plus the incontrovertible fact that the lurkers support me in email, gaming shall be held at my place on Satyrday, starting at two and probably heading off for food and Shakespeare around five. Directions here as usual, though I haven't moved since last time. (Shock. Amazement.) There will most likely be Caylus, in an effort to get ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elf through an entire game of it, and probably other things as well.
uilos suggests Meskerem for dinner. I know nothing about it but we've been talking about going to get Ethiopian for, oh, probably since before I moved back here. (The photos on the website lead me to suspect that it's the same place I once ate Ethiopian with j_simpliciter eleven and a half years ago. Neat.) Dissension and/or alternatives welcomed.
I've covered all the visible baseboards with blankets. This seems to have slowed the leaching of heat, at least. Tomorrow I call the complex office and bug them about exactly when the painters are supposed to show up to do whatever it is they do. (Paint, one assumes.)
The snow this morning was absolutely gorgeous, all bright sky and crisp shadows on the white. Too dry to make good snowballs, but it did brush off the car easily. Between the sunlight and the snow it looked far more like late-December than early February. The lack of wind helped too; meant it didn't feel nearly so bone-chilling.
And viachadu:
elf through an entire game of it, and probably other things as well.uilos suggests Meskerem for dinner. I know nothing about it but we've been talking about going to get Ethiopian for, oh, probably since before I moved back here. (The photos on the website lead me to suspect that it's the same place I once ate Ethiopian with j_simpliciter eleven and a half years ago. Neat.) Dissension and/or alternatives welcomed.I've covered all the visible baseboards with blankets. This seems to have slowed the leaching of heat, at least. Tomorrow I call the complex office and bug them about exactly when the painters are supposed to show up to do whatever it is they do. (Paint, one assumes.)
The snow this morning was absolutely gorgeous, all bright sky and crisp shadows on the white. Too dry to make good snowballs, but it did brush off the car easily. Between the sunlight and the snow it looked far more like late-December than early February. The lack of wind helped too; meant it didn't feel nearly so bone-chilling.
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chadu: