collective action

At 4 pm someone's phone goes off on the caterpillar level of the humanities centre; the owner is apparently away from their desk, and it keeps ringing for a minute or so. The ring tone is the Super Mario theme. Everyone starts chair dancing. Then it stops and we return to our work, or, as in my case, the blog.

Further pleasant activity today: morning text from T asking if I want to come to London and go to the Freud Museum on Saturday, admittedly after some expostulating on my part about how boring this weekend is going to be if we don't get to hang out, BUT STILL. Freud Museum!

Tonight will be on the theme of pancakes.