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cleverthylacine needed cat litter! She got back from her meetup (after some BART shenanigans) and I picked her up, and we had dinner. (Parking near the theatre in Union Landing on a Saturday night is a fool's errand, and next time I plan to remember to try the other side first.) Chili's has moved the specialty menus to their little tabletop tablets, and they still don't have prices on them. There was a brief misunderstanding where the person who seated us took the menus with the prices and all away, because she thought we were both gluten-free. Other than that, things were good. The chips were not quite up to the usual standard, alas.
We wandered over to the nearby Jollibee with the intent of getting bubble tea, but found that the dining room was closed and there was a line at the drive-through. We decided to fetch kitty litter (et cetera) first, then get bubble tea for the ride home.
My general stamina is now up to both tidying my car and then doing a full wander around the Evil Empire, which pleases me. I didn't even hit step count by midnight, which in fairness is partly due to not starting the shenanigans earlier, as I got another thousand by the time we were out.
Tif learned why I can't say "and then you get a face full of bee dick" to Purple anymore. She also learned about the 36" strap-on incident.
The trip was largely uneventful except for the very end, where we were joined in the checkout line by four young men who were super, super, *super* high. ( Mostly harmless shenanigans. ) We did question the life choices resulting in getting high in the walmart parking lot in Hayward at 1am, but then we were buying kitty litter at walmart in Hayward at 1am, so that is not a particularly high horse from which to point and laugh.
The Jollibee drive through was, if anything, more crowded. However,purple yam taro root bubble tea is delicious.
I muffed the exit on the way back to Tif's, and wound up taking the Cesar Chavez exit and meandering my way into the Mission thattaway. Being on Mission at 2am: also not the most brilliant ever in life choices. But KFOG had some "Everybody Hurts" for me when I turned on the radio on the way home, and these are things which improve an already fairly contented moment.
Sinceeveandriss was curious about what I would get on the shopping trip: ( Read more... )
cleverthylacine needed cat litter! She got back from her meetup (after some BART shenanigans) and I picked her up, and we had dinner. (Parking near the theatre in Union Landing on a Saturday night is a fool's errand, and next time I plan to remember to try the other side first.) Chili's has moved the specialty menus to their little tabletop tablets, and they still don't have prices on them. There was a brief misunderstanding where the person who seated us took the menus with the prices and all away, because she thought we were both gluten-free. Other than that, things were good. The chips were not quite up to the usual standard, alas. We wandered over to the nearby Jollibee with the intent of getting bubble tea, but found that the dining room was closed and there was a line at the drive-through. We decided to fetch kitty litter (et cetera) first, then get bubble tea for the ride home.
My general stamina is now up to both tidying my car and then doing a full wander around the Evil Empire, which pleases me. I didn't even hit step count by midnight, which in fairness is partly due to not starting the shenanigans earlier, as I got another thousand by the time we were out.
Tif learned why I can't say "and then you get a face full of bee dick" to Purple anymore. She also learned about the 36" strap-on incident.
The trip was largely uneventful except for the very end, where we were joined in the checkout line by four young men who were super, super, *super* high. ( Mostly harmless shenanigans. ) We did question the life choices resulting in getting high in the walmart parking lot in Hayward at 1am, but then we were buying kitty litter at walmart in Hayward at 1am, so that is not a particularly high horse from which to point and laugh.
The Jollibee drive through was, if anything, more crowded. However,
I muffed the exit on the way back to Tif's, and wound up taking the Cesar Chavez exit and meandering my way into the Mission thattaway. Being on Mission at 2am: also not the most brilliant ever in life choices. But KFOG had some "Everybody Hurts" for me when I turned on the radio on the way home, and these are things which improve an already fairly contented moment.
Since
eveandriss was curious about what I would get on the shopping trip: ( Read more... )
