The weekend:

Given that I worked on Saturday, Friday night was quiet, and I finished the Return of the Jedi and messed around on the internet.

Saturday I got up ridiculously early and went to work. Couldn't believe the traffic on the Bay Bridge at 6:45 a.m., which was exponentially worse at 4:20 p.m. heading back into the City. Finally arrived at home at around 5:30, and fell asleep on the couch - I'd been up early and it was going to be a late night.

Woke up a few hours later, ate dinner and started the Bad Star Wars Movie, then got ready and headed out to attend Kevin's 30th birthday party. it was a hoot and a holler and we stayed very late.

Unfortunately, the evening ended in a feline death. I have never hit something with a car except a wall, and I feel awful. However, everyone reassures me that, as it was a black cat running across black pavement at 2 a.m., it's not entirely my fault. The cat didn't look at me till the very last moment (when I knew it was there from the reflection of its eyes), and there was no opportunity to avoid impact. I wasn't even speeding.

Yesterday, I had planned on going to the new San Jose Public library for a library-geek tour with Jessa, who will be starting library school in a few weeks. [Mercury News articles re: the new library] We had lunch, then spent a few hours catching up with each other in a coffee shop, and by the time we were ready to go, realized that it was a Sunday and the library had closed already. Oh well, we then spent another few hours talking, then went to dinner and then home late. A field trip for another day, I suppose, but a Sunday extremely well-spent.