Approaching year end
And I'm actually feeling OK this week. All right, I have to temper that by saying I took a day off last week for mainly mental health reasons - but I was also semi-sick, and I've been fighting off a cold ever since. So who knows - maybe it was an act of sublime altruism not to go in - and if I had I'd be stuck home in bed for the rest of the week.
The weekend was quiet, went to the girlfriend's work Christmas party on Friday and (of course) met a couple of people I know (she meets acquaintances at my parties, I do the same at hers). Was perfectly pleasant, but a few hours was enough for me.
She made the mistake of accompanying me Christmas shopping on Saturday. It was freezing cold and raining (snow on the Tararuas, in mid-December!). Of course, town was packed out with the other last minute shoppers - the sort of scenario where no-one is in a good mood, especially not someone like me who hates crowds at the best of times). But we survived somehow.
Sunday I met Paul and Kim for lunch at a New Zealand-themed cafe,
Kai in the Bay. Quite interesting - half the menu was in Maori and they used Maori ingredients. It was a bizarre experience to be unable to understand a lot of the words on the menu. I'm a bit disappointed in myself, really - I would probably understand an Italian or Indian menu better - and which language is a national language of my country? Something to think about next year.
That afternoon we caught Team America. I wouldn't have bothered, but Rhonda wanted to. Not great but not bad and had enough laugh out-loud moments to justify the admission price. I like the fact that Parker and Stone seem to hate (or at least poke fun at) pretty much everyone equally. And "America! Fuck yeah!" is going to be sung repeatedly over the next few months, I think....
Drake and Dad and I had a dinner at
Cafe Rasa - I enjoyed it a little more than the reviewers on that page, the chicken murtabak was tasty and filling, though desert was only so-so.
OK. Four more days of work to get through. And then rest, glorious rest.
Oh, and I've finally started losing weight from that gym-going. 88kg and falling.
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