Busy at work. In morning: office admin. In afternoon: mailing for co-op week.
Took a wonderful break at lunchtime to go to Sushi 88 (one of my favourite restaurants) for a farewell lunch to someone who is leaving work with us start work on Monday in Toronto at a place called Naked Creative. There were many jokes about the name of the place she was going to.
And then, somehow, sinking rapidly, the conversation turned to Bad Toilets We Have Known, mostly in Mongolia and Ghana.
Amazing food, beautifully presented. I had an old favourite - Unagi Rice.
Went to Can-Con, where I met up with some friends I haven't seen in years - and some whom I see often. Particularly enjoyed chatting with Rob, from the Comic Book Shoppe, and Tim, whom I used to be in an apazine with, and Claire, who lives in Whitehorse so I hardly ever get to see her. And Shelley, and Arcane, and others... And there should be even more people there tomorrow.
Went to a panel about fantasy maps, and one about conspiracy theories. Enjoyed Hayden Trenholm's comments.
Went to Heather Dale's concert.
Enjoyed it very much, especially one about a boy who threw things into the sea, so that when he was pulled in by a riptide, the sea threw him back to the shore where he belonged. And another one about Joan of Arc, about how she wasn't willing to be a wife and mother, but wanted to be herself - true enough, and a nice feminist angle on her story, but I'm not sure that I think dying for the sake of God is better than living for the sake of a family.
Walked home, because I forgot that the #101 bus would take me most of the way home. It was about 6.5 km and took me about 70 minutes. Nice night, with stars.
