Roomie was sick yesterday, I went out to get him some medicine, he seems to be feeling a lot better today. I fixed him dinner last night (he usually makes his own dinner because he's not on a diet); I made him a stuffed baked pork chop and he enjoyed it once he was feeling up to eating.
Feeling about a million times better today. Spent the day out walking in the beautiful summer weather, the shuttles were extremely efficient, had a salad for lunch. had some tea at Peet's, there was a jerky guy there but everyone else was nice. Unfortunately some of the stores I used to really like to browse in (Pier 1, Rasputin's, most of the bookstores) aren't there anymore and I can't find a copy of the SF Weekly. Had some great (but not hot enough) chicken vindaloo from Wazwan for dinner, thumbed through some interesting books at the one bookstore there, cheated SLIGHTLY on my diet with a candy bar and just relaxed. And the show last night was so funny!
the picnic was fun today except I went through a truly amazing amount of crazy crap getting over there (Fremont is a NOTORIOUSLY pedestrian-unfriendly town and their central park contains no maps or signs whatsoever) and I got sick and threw up a few times. I didn't even eat much! Other than that it was fun but I would have been in better shape to appreciate it if I wasn't sick. Lots of super nice people there though.
Today should be interesting and fun, there's a party in my apt bldg this afternoon and I'm going to the movies with some friends tonight. I just hope not to get any repeats of what happened in the hall yesterday as I was trying to get off the elevator. This damn kid was riding his bike in the hall and kept repeatedly trying to ride it into the elevator while I was trying to get out. Like I was fucking invisible. His parents were being really half assed about trying to stop him. Why were they even letting him ride his bike inside in the first place? I almost lost my shit. And no, this isn't the same kid who hit me in the face with his damn toy the other day.
Slept like a rock last night for a change, still feeling a little out of it. When I was swimming my laps yesterday some kid threw some goddamn toy at me and hit me right in the face. He tried to use playing Call of Duty as an excuse. Is the little shit calling me a Nazi? See why I don't like kids?
Yesterday when I was making German chocolate cake, the icing would not thicken up. I wound up cooking it three times longer than the recipe said to. Nothing. Normally if this happens I just stick it in the fridge overnight and ice the cake shortly before I need it but this morning only the top part of the icing had solidified, the rest underneath was still really runny but I didn't have the time or the stuff to make a whole new batch of icing so I just put it on the cake. I've never seen that happen before. (Also I was supposed to divide both layers cross wise to make 4 but I didn't cut them evenly so the cake looks messy. It should still taste good though.)
Had a really fucking irritating experience at the Grocery Outlet. Some electronic system basically falsely accused me of writing bad checks, which took a lot of bullshit to straighten out. No apology from the people who worked there when they were proven wrong. If I could get away with it I would seriously consider not shopping there anymore.