Mar 28, 2008 21:43
"Set your wife on fire." -the subject line of a message in my spam folder. It took me a minute.
Tonight I had dinner with four friends who don't really know each other at all (several of whom had not met, even in passing). It went well, and was awesome! (I am slightly relieved. I mean, you are all awesome and I love you, but all of us are intimately familiar with awkwardness.)
This totally makes up for my recent (recurring) anti-socialness, right? I'm having dinner with three more friends (this time all mutual) tomorrow! (I can't wait.)
Anyway, it was a brilliant evening. I came home to find Roommate #2 (the one I don't have epic conversations with--and in fact, haven't seen all week) just going out. Tried to have a brief genial exchange with him, and was immediately doubled over in a violent coughing fit.
I really hope I didn't scare/disgust the boy too much; we're kind of shy of each other as it is. Damn head cold.
Anyway, I have the apartment to myself now, and can blast loud music for a bit. Whee. (Shame I can't sing along.)