Really committed drinkers don't get hangovers. But last night, after all the stuff I'd done and eating sushi and some fried stuff, reluctantly getting some Ebay things together to list, I drank sake and had some senbei, finally going to sleep at half after midnight.
I woke up at 7 because the guys at the cleaning place next door were apparently cleaning out one of their trucks using some noisy equipment. When that was done I went back to sleep again until 9. I woke up with a headache. So it's coffee and aspirin and no lifting until it passed.
By the time it had really passed and I'd put my bedding away, it was almost 2. I walked out to the front of the complex to look for the lunch truck and she wasn't there. I was walking out to Old Bayshore when I saw her come in, and ambled back. As she was opening up her truck, I said "I need to remember, you're here not at a quarter to 2, or 5 minutes to 2, but 2 exactly!" She'd had something delay her, and was happy when I picked out a couple of things that came to $6 and I handed her $6, in quarters.
One of the things was a chicken skewer that was really good, and the other was a sort of flat fried burrito thing cut in 3 sections.
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