whew, here i am in denver. it’s warmer here than spfld. i’m very tired, and christine and i are sitting here on her couch, both of us with our computers in our laps. this is very funny, i think. she said we could IM each other if we want.
my flight was incredibly uneventful, i almost didn’t pay attention that i was on a plane. a friend of mine flew to nyc today, and said it was the second-worst turbulent flight he’d ever taken. funny, how there’s so much different weather all over the place.
here are some photos. this first is at the bar we went to, called the Irish Hound. it was a very nice bar, with delicious things to eat and drink, including root beer freshly brewed in seattle.
but really, how fresh is it, if they have to go all the way to seattle to get it?
we had crab quesadillas and wine.
here’s us:
we got back to christine’s apartment, and she told me that she’s a HOBBIRLBE PERSON because her apartment is so messy. in order to be polite, i didn’t disagree with her.
she started washing dishes immediately.
i had to take this photo of the inside of her refrigerator, because it contained exactly what i thought it would. wine. cheese. milk. bread. real mayonnaise.
that is all for now. i hope your day was good.
ok then,
grace very sleepy in another state.