The cumulative effect of which is . . .

Ever had one of those weekends where a whole lot of ordinary stuff added up to "good," despite no one part of it being remarkable and some parts of it being "bleah," taken out of context? I just did.

Saturday started out with a haircut, which is among the most mundane things that a person can do. Yet getting rid of an unwanted mop is refreshing. Then I went home . . . and finished my tax prep for 2008. "Oh boy," you're thinking, "this guy is boring. He should've been an accountant." Probably! But getting that crap out of the way – a haircut for a few weeks and taxes for an entire year – leaves one feeling accomplished. (And later that day, I got a mitraillette from Frite Alors as a reward for the taxes, which helped!)

Today, I went to play in that Unhallowed Metropolis campaign I joined. Unfortunately, we didn't have quorum. Instead, I went with my fellow gamers to the home of one of their friends – someone I didn't know – and proceded to have a good conversation over coffee. Later, I went up to a Bosniac place, Café Sarajevo, where Bonnie's baladi troupe had a performance. They had quorum issues as well . . . but once again, things were transformed by coffee and conversation. On the way home, we hit Kilo for some cake, too.

Sitting here at the end of it all, sipping a Noilly Prat (yes, I'm the sort of barbarian who drinks an apéro at midnight on a Sunday) to take the edge off all the allongés I drank, I'm left with this feeling of "Gee, getting some unwork done, and taking time simply to converse, sure is nice." Let's see if I can spin this feeling out until Tuesday, at least.