I've been putting my head down and just plowing through these past few weeks. It feels like I've only been taking breaks from work to deal with pressing human needs - food, bathroom breaks, and the occasional social outing so that I don't go completely bonkers and start chewing through the walls. I run in the mornings. And then I work.

The few breaks I've had have all been exceptionally nice. On a whim last week, Layne and I decided that we really needed German food, and called DG, who is a guru on the local German food scene. We met up with he and DD at a wonderful little place that served the finest jägerschnitzel I've ever had. (And some odd quotes - "Jägerschnitzel! I can pronounce it, because it's like a cross between weinerschnitzel and jägermeister!") We talked until well after closing time, and once we finally got the hint and left, stood around in the parking lot talking until we all got too cold to stand it anymore. It was a wonderful evening.

This evening was also wonderful. Layne and I had intended to simply go out and get some groceries, as we needed milk and a few veggies, and instead wound up on a grand adventure courtesty of the local LRT system. (I love that he's as prone to random fits of exploration as I am.) We rode the LRT from Stadium to Central, whereupon my sushi-senses were activated and we left the tunnels in search of raw fish.

On the way to the sushi place, we were attacked by zombies. It was a close call. I was alerted to the presence of the foul undead when a spry older gentleman suddenly sprinted across the street in front of me. I looked back to see what he was running from, and saw shambling hoards pouring out from the shopping mall. (I always knew the malls would be the first to go...)

Well, I suppose shambling hoards is a bit of a misnomer, really. They were more like casually sauntering hoards. They were the most laid-back zombies I've ever seen. I believe I even saw one of them with an i-pod. Jeez, zombies these days. No sense of the eldrich horror...

We amusedly watched the zombie mob try to navigate a crosswalk, and then continued on in search of sweet, succulent brains....I mean, sushi. The sushi place was great - a reasonably priced menu, and a quaint decor that included side-booths with kotatsu-style tables. We tried the sushi tapas, after marvelling at the concept for a few moments ("will there be olives?") as well as a nice selection of nigiri, and did our usual amateur-food-critic appraisal of both. Long story short - we'll definitely be back.

... You know, I'm not actually sure where I was going with this post. I believe it was to say that I am very, very tired, but also a hell of a lot closer to getting my portfolio finished, and therefore, to have a good chance at a job that I really, really want. But, in typical fashion, I got distracted and rambled at length about zombies and food. Now I am hungry.

I want more fish!