okay, fuck new york traffic

so, the "memorial of light" giant buglights pointed at the sky thing in nyc is nearly over. and so i figured i'd drive down and take a look at them. so i picked claudia up at work and started south and shoudl've gotten there around 10, which would give us an hour for ogling and then we could turn around and head north when they got shut off for the night.

except we ran into what was pretty much the most festering suckpile of traffic i've ever encountered in nyc ever. so, by the time we got in visible range of the main skyline, the lights were off.

grump.

the drive itself was great, tho. claudia read aloud from a dorothy sayers book for part of it and it was nice to cruise down these highways i haven't seen in 6 years.

bleah.

i'm feeling *very* low energy tonight. i was going to go off and become a party woman, but i think i'm going to hide at home instead and just be nice to myself and curl up with a book or a video on the giant glass teat. i think it's a combination of having driven all night and still skirting the edges of a new round of unemployment angst. which is a shame, since i was looking forward to the party. but i think if i went i wouldn't enjoy myself as much as i hoped i would.

plus my brother andy is showing up at 0900 tomorrow to engage in ELECTRICAL WORK.