In the afternoon, I went to Greenlake with the usuals for a picnic. Rachel and I raided Trader Joe's for snacks on the way there. (Guacamango Salsa, among others) Everyone brought great food, so it was a very successful potluck event.
After lunch, some dramatic action-oriented photographs were staged. I think I missed my calling as a director. This degree can just be a fallback.
There were some attempts to play ultimate frisbee, but I'm pretty horrible. After that, we gathered around the army surplus blanket for a rousing game of Therapy: the Second Session.
I can't believe how nice it is outside at this hour.
