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There's not a lot I can update you on today, not without sharing too much information. I spent much of the evening last night at Steamworks, and I long ago decided this is not the appropriate place for me to share intimate details of what I do there. Suffice it to say, it was my first time back there since early November, and it was the
best time I've had there since before the pandemic. It was my fifth time since my first post-pandemic visit over Pride Weekend last year; I went once each month in June, July and August, then back in early November, before waiting out the holidays and Omicron before returning last night. I had an almost shockingly good time, at least compared to the previous four visits.
I have historically taken around four hours there before coming home, and last night I was done in about two and a half hours. A little less, even: probably more like two and a quarter hours. I had extended periods of play with three different men. I left quite satisfied, and walked home to make myself a cheese roll (bread roll) sandwich for dinner, and exchange brief pleasantries with Ivan as he woke up right around the time I got home.
I updated a couple more Apple Music playlists. One of them is "Matthew and Shobhit's Wedding." I removed one track from the original sequencing: Michael Jackson's "Get On the Floor," because I can no longer stomach listening to that man's music. I keep wondering if maybe one day I'll be able to—the bastard is dead, after all, so it's not like he makes any money anymore—but I somewhat doubt it. Every time I hear his voice I think about how he did all these previously-iconic recordings in the middle of literal decades of molesting children. I can't.
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In other news, I have March Happy Hour with Laney tonight. We were going to meet at a pizza place near her new place in Mount Baker, but she's afraid of the slight possibility of rain and suggested we meet in a covered outdoor patio on Capitol Hill instead. So, I guess I won't be going to her neighborhood today after all. We settled on our old standby of La Cocina Oaxaqueña, which will make it our
twelfth official monthly Happy Hour there. We haven't gone anywhere else more times.
I have a quiet rest of my weekend planned otherwise. Saturday, Sunday, and Tuesday next week all have movies for review on my calendar, but all of them are streaming. Aside from going to work, I have no place outside home to go to for another week or so. Maybe somewhere in there Alexia and I can watch another movie, I suppose. That will get me as far as the condo next door. Maybe this weekend I'll take a walk somewhere just to get out for a bit.
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I don't know why I keep doing this . . . I forgot I was to have virtual lunch with Karen today! I still had it, I just had to do it on my smaller iPhone screen, and I wasn't reminded of it until she texted me right after noon to confirm we were still doing it. I was still heating my lunch in the microwave when she texted, and had I remembered the planned lunch, I would have done that earlier so I was ready in the phone room to connect with her by noon.
I had even set a reminder in my reminders app to pack my iPad to bring to work today for this! But, because I have so many reminders set, I'm now conditioned to ignore too many of them, and I gleaned right over it even though I literally had a reminder. There's just too many other tasks I haven't completed so I never saw a pop-up window specific to this. Dammit!
Anyway, I texted her back that yes, we were still doing lunch. We spent much of the hour talking about the vacation house they are having built. I hadn't asked about it in a while so I wanted an update. We wound up disconnecting from FaceTime and reconnecting on Zoom because Zoom's share-screen feature is
far better, and she showed me the drawn-up illustrations and blueprint plans for the house. It's going to be 2,700 square feet, four bedrooms, three bathrooms, and should have a nice view of the Puget Sound from several west-facing windows. It was all very cool and exciting.
She did mention it's "probably the worst time to be building a house" right now, because of supply issues: she said orders for doors alone are currently
thirty weeks out. The hope, right now, is that construction will actually start later this year; she estimates it could take as many as 15 months from groundbreaking to finish; and maybe they'll be able to host their typical Christmas dinner with close friends and family in 2024.
Sometime later this summer, though, Shobhit and I will come out to the property to meet them for another picnic lunch like we did late last summer.
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[posted 1:14 pm]
