The quantum of the opposite of solace
Dec. 3rd, 2012 02:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceAccording to our informations, my shipping is currently both (a) "arrived with US Customs" in LA (we have a tracking number and everything) and (b) dumped somewhere in Mexico because there was a port strike in LA and the shipping company couldn't sit it out. I am a little bewildered by this latest development, and very on edge about other stuffs, and. Up before seven again, and disturbing two cats to do it. It ain't natural...
However. We had a lovely day yesterday: up to the city with Katherine and Laurie, breakfast with Andrew (and a whole new technique for little omelettes) and then we all hied over to the Academy of Sciences, to go ooh and aah at frogs and fishes and butterflies and such. They have an albino alligator called Claude, and a three-storey rainforest and so forth.
Then back to Andrew's to make ourselves pretty, and so up to Leopold's for Andrew's birthday dinner with Karen and a whole crew of folk filing in after work. Salumi and pig's trotters for starters, and then there were beef short ribs to the left of me and pork loin to the right of me and pig's cheek ahead of me. Oh, and beers. Several beers of different persuasions inside me. It's all good.
However. We had a lovely day yesterday: up to the city with Katherine and Laurie, breakfast with Andrew (and a whole new technique for little omelettes) and then we all hied over to the Academy of Sciences, to go ooh and aah at frogs and fishes and butterflies and such. They have an albino alligator called Claude, and a three-storey rainforest and so forth.
Then back to Andrew's to make ourselves pretty, and so up to Leopold's for Andrew's birthday dinner with Karen and a whole crew of folk filing in after work. Salumi and pig's trotters for starters, and then there were beef short ribs to the left of me and pork loin to the right of me and pig's cheek ahead of me. Oh, and beers. Several beers of different persuasions inside me. It's all good.