On Thursday I was on campus, talking with instructors. I still need to type up and distribute my notes, but I’m done with campus calling until the fall, which makes me happy.
Yesterday, we had a team outing to Astoria, where we had a very nice lunch, followed by a visit to the Museum of the Moving Image, and then a drink before heading home. (My mixed drink was called a Suffering Bastard, which was much more pleasant than it sounds.) This was the outing we’d planned for a month ago when I got sick, so it was nice to finally get a chance to do it. It was a really fun day out with my co-workers.
Today, I gave blood. They had some trouble with the vein on my right arm, leaving me with a nasty-looking bruise, but it was smooth sailing once we switched to the left. Thanks to the switch, though, it took a little longer than I’d expected, and after I decided to head home for lunch rather than try to go get a (much-needed, admittedly) haircut.
Tonight, I watched Dreamcatcher. It’s not one of Stephen King’s best, but I remember liking the book well enough — even if a quick glance at Goodreads shows I only gave it two stars — but the movie is just ridiculously bad. On occasion, the ridiculous trumps the bad, making it almost enjoyable in its lousy craziness, but it’s often not even fun in a “so bad it’s good” way.
Anyway, that’s been my past few days.