Et tu, Cthulhu

I arrived Mexico City on Friday night, just in time for Jadiel’s birthday party, where I drank a little too much and Maru and I crushed the lot at Cuban domino. On Saturday we spent the afternoon at Leo and Paola’s consuming Leo’s sushi masterworks, playing poker (I resigned myself to watching only) and again, drinking a little too much. Then at about 21 o’clock, we went to Joakim’s birthday party. At around 01, nine of us left for another party, which turned out to be less good.

I’d already decided there wasn’t much point in going to bed, as I had to be at the airport at 05. Met up with Federico there, and arrived in Boston at around 15. We went to eat, and Federico, being the food guy, picked the place. Turned out excellent, of course. I’m sure he’ll post a log entry with food pictures that’ll make your stomach go groooink. Hopefully he’ll leave out the picture of me looking like I feel.

The time is now 19:20, and I am proceeding to get some sleep.

If all goes according to plan, I’m embarking tomorrow on another Novell-sponsored journey to Boston. The plane leaves on Sunday, but I have to get to Mexico City first. Dunno how I feel about it yet. You know you’ve been in Mexico for too long when you think 6℃ is barely tolerable, and Boston’s going to be a lot colder than that. Since my Mexican visa is still undergoing an upgrade, I’ll have to travel on a provisional one, and I have a feeling it’ll get me in trouble somehow.

I’ve been ill lately, first from food poisoning before Christmas and then with some nasty flu that just wouldn’t let go. Finished recovering, in time to catch some nasty virus on the plane, I’m sure. Oil should hurry up and peak, so I can start going by steam boat. Get lots more hacking done.