easter sunday

I spent Easter among strangers. And my new boyfriend, Alex. It was nice.

Yesterday we drove to Santa Cruz, where we spent the night at Stacy ad Michael's place there. (They were off on an adventure to Death Valley, which is chock full of wild flowers, with all the rain we've been having. Sounds like a great trip with starry nights and swimming in the desert.) It wasn't the same without them. And their dog, Oona.

Today we accepted an invitation for a Real Easter Dinner from friends of Alex's parents -- a government researcher and his Indian wife who had moved to Monterey from Richmond, Virginia 6 years ago. There were 11 of us -- a man from Uganda, here studying for 4 weeks, a Stanford Poly Sci graduate student, our hosts, their daughter, her (boy?) friend, a Japanese woman and her hipster son, and a man named Duncan. Interesting crew. The lamb was especially good, served with a spicy Indian rice dish with peanuts that kicked ass. And pie. There was really a lot of pie.


I'm up late trying to finish a story -- my last freelance project for Sun Microsystems. The job is making me a bit wacky; last week I got quite overwhelmed with the process-less of it all. It's hard sometimes to know what to do next. I suppose it's normal, after a few weeks on the job and being dropped in the middle of a chaotic redesign project. Still, it sucks not to know what you're doing. Or how.

OK, back to the mines. Happy Easter, everyone.