Sometimes things just work out. Sometimes they don't.

[sistawendy]

So Her Nibs scheduled the Wendling's birthay party coincide with the Fremont Solstice parade, about which I was not pleased. As luck would have it, though, his former occupational therapist came and she lives in Fremont. Ride bummed across the bridge and through the hail. Caught tail end of parade, got rained on, and basked in the massive quantity of hippy shit. Rode buses home for an hour and a half. Don't tell the Wendling.

Went to squeetard's solstice party and had a loverly time. The usual suspects were there, along with a few unusual suspects. Ah, costumes and costumers. At long last I met the surprisingly not-very-talkative morrigan3.

I actually exercised self-control with the drinks (3), but I knotted the laces in the back of the Red Confection while trying to get out of it (xiadyn knows what a pain in the ass they are), so Her Nibs bitched me out for being blotto when I wasn't. May her first hubby the Irish waste product rot in hell. Before he dies. Mental note: replace those laces.

Comments

[shadowblue.livejournal.com]

"blotto" is such a great word.

Blotto!

[cajunsblues.livejournal.com]

Well I must say you looked stunning last nite. And glad I cold help assecorise

[sistawendy.livejournal.com]

Merci. I shall treasure those beads from the Tallest Pakistani in Seattle.

[shivacat.livejournal.com]

damn! wish we had known you were at solstice parade! we were there too. i watched from inside the starbucks :) heh, stood on chair - ideal viewing :)

we could have at least given you a ride to a decent bus stop. we were a bit cramped for time but could have gotten you to the 520 onramp!

blarg.
make note for futre ref...be in better touch with maura for events like these! :)

[darkphoenixrisn.livejournal.com]

I'm actually very shy in person as compared to online. One of the reasons I don't go out often is that social situations make me anxious.