Rachel was not pleased that Bryant and Cera had somehow gotten included in the group, but I looked so helpless and incompetent and pitable that she didn't actually kill me, and I guess she concluded that they were okay people. We then went to the Steinhart Aquarium and associated museum to observe many fine fish and dinosaur bones and lizards and stuff. Much fun was had by all. There was some other mixing and resorting of groups, but it was nevertheless clear that I had erred in a big way. And to think that the previous night I stifled a comment about how I should have swiped Thida and her cute accent for myself and abandoned Marith to Chrisber.
Some people never learn.
I reached a new depth of lameness by having to borrow twenty from Rachel to take her out to dinner for her birthday. But the food was very excellent, and sufficient in quantity that Brad, who had intended not to eat, feasted well on just the remnants. Earl's couch has gotten shorter and harder since I got a job. The Axolotl Mutual Appreciation Society set up decadence in one corner of the room and mostly played hearts, although I did History of the World. Eventually, Al and Jeremy departed to various distant points, Chrisber, Cera, Bryant, and Marith went to Chrisber's to eat glop and see Before Breakfast memorabilia, and Earl, Brad, Gretchen, Gregg, Czr, and I went to Tacqueria Andalusia and ate fine Mexican food, and thence to Peninsula Creamery for fine desserts.