Ah, Nerdiness

Life = 1000% more satisfying when you can spend an entire day nerding it up with friends. Spent the morning goofing around online and trying to solve a puzzle in Professor Layton that's been nagging me for days (mostly because I can only play for about ten minutes at a time on the bus, which is long enough for me to have an idea about what I need to do, and then have to get off the bus. Which means I forget what I was doing. Or I sit there and think about whether or not it's a trick question, because I know it doesn't expect you to use algebra to solve things. Er... anyway.)

So, it turns out I kind of rock Smash Bros. with Snake. (Even though I don't know how to taunt, so I can't sit there under a box nearly as much as I should.) We had mead, and 9000-year old beer, and I didn't drink much of either, but the sketchy Indian food we ordered, which was delivered in a taxi... that was fun. And then we watched Battlestar Galactica. ( And it was a season premier, so it wasn't perfect, but... )

Then I headed back to the apartment and managed to somehow catch the same bus as deathscytheheck, which I noticed when her phone rang... and then I hopped into the seat next to her a moment before I realized that doing so would scare the everliving crap out of her. (I hopped over with a pretty solid thud. It was probably the sort of entrance that some sort of brazen... um... bus-botherer would make.) Which reminds me... gah! I had some guy grab my waist on the green line platform today while catcalling me. Scared the crap out of me. People need to be... not grabby. I can deal with harassment from a distance. But... grabby is... not good. Especially when they're in groups, because I know I can't fight them off.

And because my TV shows are evil this year, we also watched the new episode of Doctor Who... ( Which... despite not being that good, may have been one of the stronger season openings )

I completely intended to be asleep right now. This is... kind of longer than I planned. And I'd originally planned to write down the dream I had last night, too, which was... kind of epic, and involved running a bar with one of my workmates. A bar that had a lager pump that had to be primed. And the freshman dorm at the UofC containing 15 floors of identical rooms that were all likely to have money in the couch cushions. But I really want to get to sleep.