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Great to see Heather again. It had been far too long.

Day all-in-all fairly successful.

Fixed an issue on Syracuse Cultural Workers, ran Zelda, took a shower, made hummus, and made it to the train on time.

The train then proceeded to be 15 minutes late.

Vegan meetup was interesting. Met Maynard Clark in person for the first time. The café well out there in Brookline, a decent hike away from the C Green line Coolidge Corner stop.

Other folks cool, I'm not too impressed with My Thai though. The fake shrimp and beef was just ih. I should probably stay away from the fake meat, and get good naturally vegan food. The bean thread noodles were good. Also, I should have ordered bubble tea and #20 looked really good.

I have tons of notes on the amazing first group meeting of the Radical Research Collective. A really great group of people. This just may work wonderfully. Of course, we want a web site...

In particular I look forward to seeing Chinerey (sp?) aka Florence again.

The people who stuck around went to Gourmet Dumpling House. I picked up the tab, five people (Heather, Megan, Amy, plus Tom), a lot of food, and just 52 or so dollars.

Then hung out with Heather and Afam, just chilling, both of them are feeling very relaxed after Heather aced her LSATs and Afam took his MCATs.

Even went to a party at their friend Ben's; I had to leave pretty soon in of course. Left some of my hummus! And was promised it would be eaten.

Someone had rebranded MBTA as Most Busted Transportation Around on the red line train that was 15 to 20 minutes delayed coming in, Thursday. It continues to hold true tonight. Heather, Megan, Amy and I sat for a long time waiting for a disabled train to get out of the way and Red line service to Cambridge to resume.

Now we just sat for almost ten minutes, 10:34 to 10:43 p.m., for a "schedule adjustment"

What, a schedule adjustment designed to make me miss my train?

Well, I just didn't miss it, and I have internet (for real this time) on this trip back out.

Poor Zelda was alone all day.