plan B > plan A

[sistawendy]

First the bad news: I got not so much stood up as flaked upon for a date last night. Evidently I am chopped liver. Her loss: I spent an hour or so at the Knee-High Stocking Company and had some mighty tasty if slightly spendy drinks. Mm, Spanish coffee.

Things got better from there: I went to a fundraiser for Hippocampus, a Burning Man theme camp that's been going there longer than I have and is a reliable place for good times on the playa. The venue was an industrial space used by a company that makes furniture from fallen trees. Good music from Osiris Indriya et al., a gigantic pillow pit, swings, suspensions, pole dancers, and lots of people dressed for the theme, namely marine life. I stayed way too late and it wasn't showing much sign of slowing down when I left. Moral: if Hippocampus throws a party, show your butt up.

Comments

[kathrynt.livejournal.com]

sorry you got flaked upon. that sucks.

[tiff-seattle.livejournal.com]

you were a block away from my apartment. you should come out and have a cocktail with me sometime when you're in the hood.