I hate valentine's day. Whether single or coupled, it's almost impossible to live up to the hallmark corporation's depiction of the day. That said, today wasn't too bad, for being solo and on the road...
Full day at work - concalls to the east coast in my boxers, good day at the cc offices (fully clothed), group lunch of burgers. Only here is the burger meal 1/6 beef. Salmon burgers. Turkey burgers. Veggie burgers.
Work meeting in the late afternoon, battling jetlag through four double espressos over the course of the day. Vanilla lemonade, no booze.
Thence to a flashmob pillow fight. Best part was hearing the bell toll six pm and seeing about 50 people carrying pillows drop into a full sprint. It was like the blizzard in boston, except with down feathers flying everywhere.
Drinks with a work colleague at a used-to-be-a-dive, now looks-like-a-dive-but-with-dj bar. Solo dinner of chow mein with pork at Sam Wo, a venerable chinatown dump. Not the best. But $5.50 with tip is hard to beat, and there's something about a plowing through a pile of noodles, alone in the second floor of a garret, that just screams valentine's day...
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