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ruthless compassion
20 August 2002 @ 10:03 am
This week is Restaurant Week in Boston. Some of the fancier restaurants in the area put together a 3 course fixed-price menu, and you go stuff yourself with good food. The current plan has me going to 5 of these decadent meals this week -- Elizabeth and I did two yesterday: Maison Robert, which was quite tasty, and East Coast Grill, which was absolutely out of this world. Today, we go to Ambrosia for lunch and Bonfire for dinner. And tomorrow, Lala Rokh for lunch. I'll have to see if I can talk Dan into Cafe Fleuri Thursday or Friday, though it'll knock him over to spend that much for a meal out, even if I'm treating.

In grumpier news, wso, my primary email server, has been down for about 24 hours at this point. I'm making the switch to homeport's mail server, but I can't complete it until wso comes back up, and in the meantime, a day's worth of email is languishing in the cobwebs of the outtage. It makes me cranky.
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I'm feeling: decadent and grumpy
I'm listening to: Night - a mix
 
 
ruthless compassion
20 August 2002 @ 05:03 pm
... that I hate moving?

Dan was gonna be in town to help, but it turns out that a) he's leaving earlier than previously thought and b) I can't move until a few days later than previously thought. So I'm planning to move on Wednesday, the 28th. Is that stupid? I want to avoid a weekend move because this way I can use homeport's suburban and avoid the PITA that is U-haul.

And now it turns out that Kristin and Josh can't help, either, 'cause Kristin's fam's in town, unexpectedly. So, as far as I know, I have one confirmed helper: Dave. Which is great, and all, and I don't have THAT much stuff, but more than two people moving it would be nice. Probably more will show up, but I'd like to know for sure. Ugh.

So there's that, and then there's the PITA of packing, itself. My current pause is a need for boxes. I'm getting some from Sarah tomorrow; that should help. Then maybe some from Ellen and Michelle...

I just need to tell myself, repeatedly, that it will all work out. Really...
 
 
I'm feeling: stressedstressed