Last night was laid-back good. Featuring (in chronological order)
soupytwist, psychephage, wowbagger, and mightcould. Erica's arrival matched fairly exactly with the beginning of Singles Night at the coffee house, and marked the time in which we headed upstairs for conversation and silliness. And the ritual Drinking-of-Hot-Chocolate-through-a-TimTToday it is raining. Everyone is complaining about it, but I don't really mind. We need this rain, I'm sure, and as long as I'm inside and dry, it doesn't bother me. What will bother me is if it continues on into tomorrow. I really don't want to try to fit all of the BBQ guests into our living and dining rooms. Sun! Warmth! Consider yourself summoned!
Sunday, post-party, post-cleaning, perhaps I will have a chance to sit down for a while. Or visit the kitty. Or see Star Wars. (Speaking of Episode III, boredom yesterday at work led to me browsing through my own journal archives, and finding this link from nearly 3 years ago, which made me laugh again.)
