I went out after work twice, including last night, which is pretty much a requirement, even with my hermit-like habits, so it doesn't exactly count. The other three days, I spent at home making chilling and making delicious food (potatoes, kale and chickpeas with cumin and garlic) and baking (cinammon-spiced dinner rolls). The latter were actually kind of a bust because I didn't add enough sugar, but I've been eating them with sugary yogurt, which makes the experience much better. I haven't been diligently taking photos of my culinary accomplishments partly because the energy associated with the walk upstairs to grab my camera seems too great, but mostly because by the time my dinner is finished, I just want to EAT.
My project at work seems like it's never going to end because inconsistencies in the data coding keep hurling discontinuities onto my otherwise beautiful graph.
Last night, after a nearly month-long hiatus, I attended Jazz in the Sculpture Garden with a couple of my coworkers. Afterwards, we went to Adams Morgan where we tried to go to the wildest club but then settled on a less intense one. A friend who lives in the city let me stay over so I wouldn't have to trek back to Alexandria at night. I did trek to Alexandria and then back to the city to get to Union Station to visit my brother. It was a morning full of struggles, which isn't surprising considering that last night was the night I learned to add "splash" at the end of my order for my preferred concentration of mixed drinks.
I had a lovely afternoon in Baltimore. We had lunch at an Italian deli, took a detour to my brother's house at my request to watch the Food Network and play with the cat, then went to a museum. The art was a bit too much for even my taste, but the exhibit was about laughter, so there were comics and a bench covered in whoppee cushions stationed in the "Toot room" which appeased my inner five-year-old.
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