Despite the pitiful look on the hostess’ face when I asked for only a table for one, there is something oddly comforting about not having to spend the better part of ninety minutes telling someone to sit down, shut up, eat their food and stop fighting with their sister. So let them have their smug look – I had the most peaceful dinner I’ve had in quite some time, and that trumps all.
Tomorrow is the concert. I really hope C.C. is able to get through his adventure and gets there. While the concert will be great, and I’m sure I’ll have fun either way, I was really hoping to meet C.C. and tap his brain on some things.
Before the concert, though, there’s a planned stop to gawk at a Mac. I’m one of these people that just can’t order something online without putting hands and eyes on it for real first. I know I won’t walk out of the Apple Store tomorrow with a Mac, but I hope to walk out with a decision at least so I’ll be ready to go when the tax return money gets here in a few weeks (although I might still wait until Leopard comes out to avoid the upgrade fees).
