magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

there was no pancake video this morning. there were pancakes, and i kept waiting for the right moment to whip out the camera and start filming, but it never happened. which is not to say that meals with chris and garth don't typically turn crazy enough to have on video, but there was nothing this morning that was inherently pancake related.

and i may have seen that bread and circus cashier on break when we were out shopping, but i wasn't completely sure, and it's now been two weeks, and i'm fully back into wuss mode.

and again sushi was mostly low-key. kate came back (she hadn't been here since the crazily busy night), and christian. the 51 minute rule stood. a ways into to the meal cybèle showed up with three people in tow (all strangers to me, although apparently everyone else knew one of them) which was kinda strange. and then she proceeded to sit on the couch, without eating anything, looking as if she felt like she had crashed our private party and didn't know what to do, which actually just made the whole thing even stranger. then she said she had a lot of work to do and left, her three companions following.

she called later to apologize. which wasn't really necessary. meanwhile, chris.k ate himself silly. literally.