I'm not sure what to make of this LJ thing...
It just feels weird to be writing about my life, as though there were a vast group of people out there who were really interested in my day-to-day life. I guess it comes down to this: Either there *are* people reading this, in which case I'm being weirdly exhibitionistic...or there *aren't* people reading this, in which case I'm being weirdly self-aggrandizing.
Oh well.
Spent last night at a party at a friend's house. I was DD, so no likkerin' up for me. My girlfriend drank a bit, and made a new friend. Theometrica had come up for the weekend, and joined us at the party. He, as always, was his extremely charming and brilliant self.
We came back home at 3:30. The g/f went to bed, and Theometrica and I stayed up until 7:30 drinking and talking about magic theory, true names, the inherent vibrations/oscillations of the universe, and other such things. It was fun.
After eating breakfast at 3:30 this afternoon, I bummed around and did lots of work on a D&D character for Wednesday's game.
Now I'm posting my first real post to LJ. Somebody prove me wrong, and lemme know that I'm not just talking to the ether.
Oh well.
Spent last night at a party at a friend's house. I was DD, so no likkerin' up for me. My girlfriend drank a bit, and made a new friend. Theometrica had come up for the weekend, and joined us at the party. He, as always, was his extremely charming and brilliant self.
We came back home at 3:30. The g/f went to bed, and Theometrica and I stayed up until 7:30 drinking and talking about magic theory, true names, the inherent vibrations/oscillations of the universe, and other such things. It was fun.
After eating breakfast at 3:30 this afternoon, I bummed around and did lots of work on a D&D character for Wednesday's game.
Now I'm posting my first real post to LJ. Somebody prove me wrong, and lemme know that I'm not just talking to the ether.