Not so good a party
First, quick correction: I do know my roommate's girlfriend. Serves me right for not paying attention to CS lounge gossip. Oh well, I was out for a fair bit this evening and didn't see them return. I'll deal with it tomorrow.
Anyway, I went to an early July 4 party with Boss 2 and Scotch 'n Soda people. It was amusingly decorated, with American things all right, but many pictures highlighting our less-proud moments. There was a circle of power of the dictators we've backed, a set of pictures of Jim Crow laws and anti-homosexual protest, pictures from the Korean and Vietnam wars, and more... I think you get some of the picture. I showed up reasonably early but was actually not the first one there. It took a little while for things to warm up.
This time, though, it wasn't my kind of party. It got loud, with people migrating a lot, so I wasn't sure where to situate myself. Also, this time I didn't really get a good spot to have conversations. I basically never felt like anything to say. Pat was nice and when I told him I wasn't doing as well, he offered to take Amiri back home instead if necessary. I took him up on that and went home.
I just feel sort of sad now. I know I've had some good experiences at parties in the recent past, but I don't know how I did it. This wasn't wholly uncomfortable, and I know I was welcome, but I definitely didn't feel like I could find a niche in this party.
Anyway, I went to an early July 4 party with Boss 2 and Scotch 'n Soda people. It was amusingly decorated, with American things all right, but many pictures highlighting our less-proud moments. There was a circle of power of the dictators we've backed, a set of pictures of Jim Crow laws and anti-homosexual protest, pictures from the Korean and Vietnam wars, and more... I think you get some of the picture. I showed up reasonably early but was actually not the first one there. It took a little while for things to warm up.
This time, though, it wasn't my kind of party. It got loud, with people migrating a lot, so I wasn't sure where to situate myself. Also, this time I didn't really get a good spot to have conversations. I basically never felt like anything to say. Pat was nice and when I told him I wasn't doing as well, he offered to take Amiri back home instead if necessary. I took him up on that and went home.
I just feel sort of sad now. I know I've had some good experiences at parties in the recent past, but I don't know how I did it. This wasn't wholly uncomfortable, and I know I was welcome, but I definitely didn't feel like I could find a niche in this party.