i feel strangely fulfilled. i just had a truly lovely conversation with the mother of one of my housemates who is here visiting this weekend. about spirituality and religion, mostly. it was... really very very good. for the most robust definition of the word good.
it has been a weekend full of food. diesel cafe and brunch at a friend's house and diesel cafe again and late-night uno's and dim sum and burdick's and crepes... rather frightening, really. besides the food, there was also a russian opera and cosmic bowling and cardplaying and seeing wonderful people. and a complete and utter failure to string and tune the electric bass that i'm going to try to learn how to play. but at least i finally got to *try* stringing the darn thing this evening -- it just didn't work at all. the strings were laying tightly against the frets, which i'm pretty sure isn't supposed to happen. very frustrating. gah. but it's okay, and it's even okay i didn't do the work i should have done this evening instead. it'll all be fine. yes.
though i am beginning to worry that the universe really doesn't want me to play the bass.
oh, suddenly very tired. need sleep now. also hungry, but as that makes no sense (given the aforementioned excessive foodness) i think i will ignore it and just go to bed.