CSUSB and Pasadena

So, yesterday I went up to visit Lalo at Cal State San Bernardino. And I really liked it. In Riverside, especially where I live near UCR, things are all so congested and tight. They keep building without enough parking, and there is all this freeway construction which makes people have to congest the detours - it's annoying and dangerous - people cutting off others and doing stupid shit. But up there, there's all this open space. It feels less cluttered and all that. I liked the house where he lives a lot - his roommate Danya who met me at the door is totally cool, and everybody else seemed great. I would live there if it were possible (if one of the roommates moves out at a good time for me).

So then I drove back to Riverside and met up with "the girls." We went to Pasadena and met up with a couple more - had dinner at Twin Palms, which was very yummy. Then we went to a few bars for drinks and such. Sabine and Jenny and I were less into loud music and dancing than the others, and our compromise ended with me getting home about 2:30 a.m. It was fun and I like Pasadena and everybody I got hang out with and met ... I just didn't realize that dinner would be such a time commitment, so I wasn't ready for that. And I'm old now - all that isn't nearly as much fun for me as it used to be. Surprising to me that Jenny and Sabine felt the same way about the time - they're always such night owls. Anyway, woke up this morning about 11 am - I haven't slept in that late since high school. My brain is foggy and most of my day is gone, which stresses me out but I'm trying to be cool. I'm continuing to caffeinate in the hopes that at some point I'll feel better. And no, I didn't drink much - just a glass of champagne, a glass of wine, and a Mojito (without enough mint) over the course of about six hours. So, I think it's not a hangover - more of a sleepover.

Cheryl, who organized the night out, is moving to Oregon - not far from my friends there. So I'll get to visit her and Ivan whenever I'm up there, which will be much fun. And I can bring Selma and Otter to visit them and let them get their dog fix (their malamute Ursula must stay behind due to their housing situation).

I see that I'm blogging like Gail does - reporting on the happenings. I never used to blog like that, but maybe it's good practice for when I start to travel.

Oh, and about the calculus - things are good again. He got over the screaming and anger at us and got more reasonable again, and people seem to be making more effort. So, it's all good.