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I had a really lovely evening out tonight with W. The original plan was to go grab sushi, but once I suggested continuing our long-standing tradition of getting a drink at the Ritz Carlton bar, it made sense to stay in the mall and go to Lebanese Taverna. Unfortunately the hotel bar was completely packed at 7 PM, so we skipped it and went straight to dinner where we proceeded to have a bottle of a decent wine and a table full of mezze along with more than two hours of conversation. There, um, might also have been a little more blatant flirtation than normal, which was fun. =) I blame the bottle of wine. Yeah, that's it. Or maybe the BPAL "All Saints" I was wearing. It's a lovely incense-y/smoky/floral scent. ("Based on a venerable French pontifical incense blend: monastic frankincense and myrrh, Damascus rose, Russian gardenia, cassia, and lily of the valley wafting on a chill Autumn wind. A celebration of the glory and suffering of the saints and matryrs [sic] of the Church.") I don't know if my dining partner even noticed it, but in the car on the way to dinner the scent certainly made me want to gnaw on my arm for a while.

Good lord, it's been ten years. Where did all that time go? One of the things I really enjoy about spending time with W. is that it's totally comfortable and always has been, even after we came to a mutual realization that dating was a bad idea. I am really, really glad that we're still friends. This way I get to laugh at him for moving from the Bay Area to Boston in mid-winter. HA-ha! ;) Of course in return he gets to taunt me with the fact that he's got an incredible job, while I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up. On the other other hand, he's had *cough*twenty-plus*cough* years longer than I have to figure that sort of thing out. (Oooh, I'm gonna be in such trouble for that remark.)

The other thing the wine was good for was making me sleepy, so I think it's time to crawl into bed and read some more of The Rule of Four until I pass out in the not-too-distant future.

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In the fine tradition of anagram maps of various public transportation systems, someone's posted a Metrorail map. (Click on the image there for a more easily readable PDF version.) I live out past A Ragamuffin Vixen, at the end of the Reign Alone and not terribly close to Buckaroo-Land.

(For others, see Boing Boing.)

help!

I'm about to run out of my favorite bubble bath, and I haven't been able to find any place to get a replacement bottle. I bought it a few years ago from a website which has since gone out of business, and I've been rationing it. The manufacturer is listed as "Tender Loving Things", which I think renamed itself "The Happy Company". I suppose I have to write their customer service to see if they still even manufacture the stuff, but if in your travels you happen to run into Happy Bubble Bath Naturally Soothing Bergamot, Vanilla and Rosewood, I'd be happy to reimburse you for the bottle and shipping if you'd be so kind as to send it to me.

Speaking of which, I didn't get home from work until almost 8 tonight and so I'm skipping the Lez Zeppelin show in favor of a pizza, a gin and tonic, and a bubble bath followed by crawling into bed early tonight to read until I pass out.  I have a killer headache. =/