every day, around 1:30, sharon and abbye and roxy start talking about how they want chocolate. since i was going for lunch around that time today, i got chocolate chocolate chip cookies for them, too. it was a happy day at counterpoint!

the guy who sold me those cookies (and the lasagna i ate for lunch) at the deli was flirting with me really obviously. i found myself wanting to encourage it so that it would make a better story to tell later. and that, kids, is when i thought i might be a bad person. anyway, now i'm not sure i can go back to that deli, which sucks, because it's either that or the diner take-out place across the street, which is always uber-busy.

ah, what i would not give for a BART station in west berkeley! the buses have been messing with me lately, being either shamefully late or suspiciously convenient. conspiracy? yes, i think so. but BART is much more reliable... ah, BART, how i love thee.