Had a great time this evening — I met cathijosephine
for dinner at Longhorn in the Fenway (translation: MEAT
), and then met devoken
to watch The Simpsons
, which was hilarious and exceeded our expectations. Then we had ice cream and had fun chatting on the train until I had to switch trains and there was one waiting on the platform that I just
managed to catch. Of course, I hadn’t checked which direction it was going. I did not, however, miss the last Red Line train to Braintree¹. That would have been amusing.
This is one of those times I wish I had one of those Simpsons userpics that are all the rage with the kids these days. [EDIT:
Now I have one.]
¹ Note for heathen foreigners unfamiliar with the Hub of the Universe: Quincy, where I live, is on the Braintree branch of the Red Line.