Sitting down to a decently good slice of chocolate pecan pie, I caught up with members of my department, most of whom I do not see nearly enough of. Two of those I saw today, I probably haven't seen since October. From there, I was willingly recruited to help stuff ballots. Not in the illegal sense, but in the helpful sense. The ballots were being stuffed in programs for the audience members for the play Oxygen, being put on this week in honor of IHPST's 30th anniversary. (If you're in town, you can catch it Thursday, January 22, 8pm, Bader Theatre, Vic Uni at U of T)
I stopped by a decent grocery store en route home, so the salt and pepper grinders now have something to do. Just in case an opportunity comes up, I've also stocked up on non-syruped frozen strawberries. You never know when they might come in handy.