Perfect

Some days are just good.

Yesterday I was reminded just how incredibly lucky I am to have the friends that I have.

After I dropped N at the airport (5 am! Ack!) I took a brief carnap and then found a nice cafe near Dezz's house for several cuppas and quiet reading. Got all my reading for at least one class done, flirted with the charming babies that were all about, and met Dezz and Lucy for lunch. Got to see Michael briefly too - I don't get up to the city nearly often enough. How warm and funny and insightful and fun Dezz and Lucy are! We all interrupted each other and laughed really hard and I was simultaneously scarred and heartwarmed by the story of the Penis Rock...and then they made me go shopping (twist my arm, you know?) and I haven't had such a nice girls' day out in ages.

Drove down to meet Paula for dinner after and we ended up in a really nice Indian restaurant in Palo Alto. Making a new friend is so totally amazing - finding someone you can talk to, and who makes sense to you, is just so rare. And I noticed this when we did our qualitative project last quarter, but not only does Paula make sense to me, she has a way of looking at things that is just incredibly insightful, and it carries over into the personal as well as the academic.

I smiled all the way home. Most of the time I think of myself as fairly misanthropic, but as yesterday proved to me yet again, there are many people who really manage to make the world a better place to live in.

Enough schmoop. At this rate I could get a job with Hallmark when I graduate. On to today's work...