Yesterday was another day of moving. Maybe we should start doing this professionally. Turns out that enochsmiles used to work for a moving company, which came in handy -- only with his mad packing skillz could we fit everything into the truck. I spent much of the day running on Coke and cookies, so it was nice to finish off with a dinner at Giovanni's, with their focaccia bread and seafood fettuccine. This was the second nice and moderately expensive dinner fanlain and I had this week-- the first was at Thai house in Redwood city, which made an amazing salmon mango curry -- but seeing as my sustenance for the rest of the week consisted of cheap pasta with stir-fried veggies, I guess it evens out in the end. I finished off the day by watching some Family Guy episodes -- yay for Tivo and the Cartoon Network!
Today was a day of recovery... or was supposed to be until I woke up at 7:30am and could not get back to sleep. I busied myself catching up on blogs and writing a letter to Primrose. Once fanlain got up, we bought some cinnamon bread and made french toast and watched Human Traffic which I had rented from GreenCine. Not my favourite rave move, but kind of fun anyway:
The weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I've got 48 hours off from the world.
And then there was a return to video games. I was amazed how much a two-day absence from tetris attack impeded my game -- it took me a full round of going through the normal level to get my speed back! Then we played some Myst III on the PS2. The controls are awkward, and the panning made me kind of dizzy, but I got used to it with time. It succeeds at sucking you in, which is really all a video game has to do. At the end of the night, we made a frantic run to the game store to buy a memory card so that we could save our progress.
After dinner, the lack of sleep finally took its toll and we both decided to take a brief nap. Fortunately, at around 11pm, spider88 called and asked us where we were; otherwise I think we would have missed her and enoch's going away party entirely. I had some coffee and got a big burst of energy. The party turned out to be low key, at least by the time we arrived; I had a really nice time hanging out in the giant hot tub chatting with people and sampling good chocolate. It's sad to see enoch and spider go away; I hope they'll like it down in San Diego. I guess on day I'll have to make a pilgrimage down south and visit, perhaps stopping off to see pfloide on the way...