Depressing Shabbat

I went to lunch this afternoon with a professor because I agreed to do so a long time ago. What I didn't know at the time was that training for the Domestic Violence Project was also this aftenoon. I'll have to make it up at another school if I want to work on the project. For lunch we went to a cafe on 110th and amsterdam. The food was only so-so, with the exception of a salmon entree I ordered which was quite good. Prices weren't cheap. 5 of us racked up a $150 bill. Fortunately it was on the dean. I hung out with some friends in the afternoon and then went home to get work done. My laundry took too long so I missed Friday night services. I walked over to Hillel anyway since there was supposed to be a dinner there. It was raining. Not just raining but sticky out. Very humid. Not pleasant at all. When I got there, Hillel was closed. I walked back again. Not a good shabbat at all. I miss Davis. More accurately I miss the life I had in Davis. Things were pretty good. I'm tired of New York already. Bad weather, lots of boring people. I need to get back West.
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