Colin Timothy Gagnon (sacredspud) wrote,
Colin Timothy Gagnon
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"One dead, unjugged rabbitfish later..."

My cold has sort of relaxed into a general "not feeling very good"ness. Mostly my sinuses are overactive, which (coupled with my copious caffeine consumption) is pushing me toward dehydration. It's not going to reach that stage, but I simply can't seem to get enough fluids into my system for everything to feel right.

Anyway, last night Ellen and I had a belated Valentine's Day dinner. Between the events of the previous week and the fact that Offbeat wanted to practice on Monday night we decided to postpone things until mid-week. Valentine's Day is, of course, a terrible night to go out to dinner. Every restaurant is crowded and has a ridiculous dining wait...

We'd come up with a few options and decided to go to Cheeseburger in Paradise. Neither of us had ever been, and we've often considered it only to choose somewhere else because restaurants of that type are always so popular on weekends. Wednesday night seemed like a good opportunity for immediate seating, and we were right. The restaurant wasn't quiet, but we'd arrived after the dinner rush and we had a nice, leisurely meal. We enjoyed ourselves. The food was good, there was too much of it, and they almost cooked my meat as well-done as I like it, which restaurants won't usually do. Some people like meat so rare that it fights back. I like mine to cut the inside of my mouth. That's poetic justice, that is.

Oh, wow. I just brought in a 12-pack of Klarbrunn that's been sitting outside in the back seat of my car for two days. It's so cold. Oh, this stuff feels fantastic. Alright, back to work.
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