Ok, breathing deeply, trying to think happy thoughts. Will not get frustrated. Will not hit someone. Ok, better now. (I really, really hate incompetance in the workplace. And I really really really hate bureaucracy)

A big thank you to my public radio member card who introduced me to a wonderful Ethiopian restaurant last night. Ethiopians make danm good vegetarian dishes and even better honey wine. Who knew?

My other discovery last night was that the $1.50 bar also has $7 pitchers. And while the beers are quite small, the pitchers are normal sized. Such dangerous knowledge.

For future reference, Ethiopian food late at night does not lead to a good night's sleep or a pleasant morning workout. Feeling like you might puke at any moment tends to cut short your run. Dammit, if I feel like puking I want it to be because I'm hungover (I wasn't) and not because I ate rich food.