I went home last weekend to see Mingo, who did indeed get the job he wanted, his ambition as strong as ever. On Sunday afternoon, Diana and I pedal-boated around Lake Johnston and drove around Raleigh; I had fun despite hating myself a bit for having nothing to say. That evening, Nana took the family to a Japanese restaurant, which generally means a half hour of deliberation, principally between Nana and myself, concerning what sushi to get, followed by an hour of feasting upon (for me) sticky rice, raw fish, barbucued eel and lightly fried vegetables.
I brought my old copy of the original Unreal Tournament back to campus, and was happy to find that it runs on my laptop without the speed glitch I'd seen on some new computers. The game is aged, ugly, and gib-splatteringly awesome, and I'm once again working my way through the single-player tournament.
Today was the day of foiled sci-fi movie-watching attempts. Ultraviolet, the original goal, got such bad reviews that Lici and I decided to rent Blade Runner instead, but after questing far and long in vain she returned with Tron, which I'd also been meaning to see, and which turned out to be a great substitute. Today was also a day of excellent early-evening Franklin Street pizza.
posted on Wednesday, March 08, 2006
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