flexagon | Going places, doing things

Still trying to kick myself back into having a sense of adventure again.* I signed up for those acroyoga workshops in NYC, so now I have to go. I went running outside today (with

bluechromis, who actually likes running outside), and tried the Central Square location of Four Burgers. (I basically love any meal consisting of a turkey burger and sweet potato fries; Four Burgers was a bit expensive but didn't break my streak, and I give them props for the whole wheat bun).

I also got lucky this week with Midnighters #1: The Secret Hour by Scott Westerfield, which was excellent fun to read... I thought it was just out, but for once it turned out to be the start of a trilogy, with the other two books already out in paperback. HA, I WIN. How many times has it gone the other way, with me squeaking "what do you mean you're the start of a series?" after reading a book? I also read The Tale of Despereaux, but for some reason just wasn't as into it. I feel like it wasn't the book's fault, either -- it had some very Lemony-Snickettish moments of vocabulary definition and touched on any number of deep themes in the course of a cute story. I think I was just really in the mood for Midnighters #2 and should come back to it some other time.

So, why am I at work? Hmmm, it just keeps happening. This is my 13th day in a row of being at work, doubtless very unlucky indeed. Last weekend was unusual though... it's been about 3 weeks since I've spent any weekend time on my normal work project.

*Without doing anything stupid, like taking an MIT algorithms class or anything else that takes tons of time.

Going places, doing things

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