Sunday evenings always feel so....melancholy. Mostly because I know I have to go back to work in the morning and it sucks :(
The weekend has been good though. Friday night was quietish;
calhin grilled brats and
sabrielrose made tasty accompaniments and fed me,
teki, and Melzer. We hung out watching Law & Order and Sopranos for a while. Then everybody went to bed and stuff.
I went to bed around midnight-thirty and got up at 9 on Saturday so the electrician could fix the power in my room. I don't understand the arcane and abstruse details of what he did (especially as he had a very heavy Slavic accent that was difficult to comprehend) but the gist is that he re-routed some of the wires to a new outlet that he created, or something like that. Basically my room is now powered back up and all things are plugged in and capapble of running concurrently. He also replaced the light fixture in my ceiling because some numbnuts had put 100-watt bulbs into a fixture meant for 60-watt, which resulted in more than sufficient heat to cause wiring problems. Good going, Mr./Ms. sheepperson.
The rest of Saturday was fairly quiet; I did some more unpacking (though the organizing of such is yet to be completed) and took some more stuff downstairs to store. My room is almost unpacked! 2 boxes left, and the obligatory organizing.
Saturday evening I went with
soangsty,
herod_the_nut and Melzer to Lone Star for supper prior to Tremere Prom, the DCP social event that occurs between newbie game and game 1 by tradition. Then we went to
spreadnparanoia's place for the party. Over the course of about 6 hours I drank 4 Smirnoff Twisted Mandarin things, 2 buttery nipples and a shot of Bailey's.
bobbler,
inediblebuddha and Jeremy got in fights a couple of times, one of which ended with Rob lying on the couch with his legs draped over the back of it, his head and shoulders hanging off the seat, and his wrists pinned behind his head by Jeremy, who was lying on top of him as they wrestled. It was hilarious. Also hot. =p
Other highlights of the evening included
inediblebuddha pouring beer in my hair, the Chinese Green Bottle (some kind of rancid-tasting Chinese grain alcohol that I avoided like the plague), and the traditional de-pantsing. By tradition at parties many of the male attendees drop pants to reveal their boxers. Last night I was tipsy enough to propose that
night_eidolon,
spreadnparanoia and myself follow suit, which we did, and it was funny. Then I walked home with Jeremy and
soangsty, during which we got into a length debate about religion, purpose, God, fate, free will, humanism, faith, human potential, and whether there's anything left after we die. It was really excellent. We should do it again sometime when we're sober. LOL.
Today has been a quiet day; I'm updating my website like crazy and lazing around spending time with
soangsty. Now I am a tired Meglet and am going to chill out and chat with Debrell for a while until it is time for the sleepses. Yay for weekends!