Today I chatted with soundingsea (via LJ comments) about Spike/Dawn, River/Jayne, and Rogue/Wolverine. I also read her Con writeup and I, who am so disinclined to dance, got namechecked for my dancing stamina :)
Florian said he thought it was drier today than yesterday, and when I left work I found I thought he was right. I took myself out to dinner at Qdoba again. The MFA is open 10 am-9:45 pm Wednesday-Friday, so that was my original plan for the night, but I was hanging out on those benches on the way from Northeastern while on the phone and there was a breeze and the sky was that impending-storm dark and it was really very lovely. I knew it wouldn't be as nice back in my apartment, but I had forgotten to bring a book and was getting antsy to get stuff done and so I came home. And it's really not that bad, now that I've had some time to cool down and am sitting in front of a fan wearing just a nightshirt.
I had a less than fifteen-minute phone conversation with Terry tonight, and nothing of import was said (is there ever?) and given the background noise it was often a frustrating (for me) conversation because I couldn't make out what he was saying, and yet after we hung up I was just filled with joy. I am so easy.
I took the Curtis Street route home tonight, and I may do that more often because it's so lovely and residential. (And who knew there's a Presbyterian church so nearby? I'll have to check that out some Sunday.)