What a useless week for me. Meaning that I was useless at work for just about the entire week. I went for my first run since the marathon and it was wondrous, well except for my protesting toes. Leftover sushi fixings in a mush for lunch. I left work early and was still late; traffic was abysmal. The light at Hawthorne and 20th was out, even beyond 26 being the most clogged it's been so far this year. We ate dinner at Pad Thai Kitchen on Belmont, rented a movie, and came home to settle in. I scanned in photos from my study abroad semester in 1998 and made blender icecream, which was ruined by the overabundance of seeds from the blackberries.