Gorgeous morning
I got home about an hour ago. The party was a lot of fun. The band that played the last time was there - the guitarist is Teresa's cousin - and when the bass player was goofing around with a bunch of us in between sets and asking for requests I was drunk enough to tell him Green Day was my favourite band, so for a kiss they played When I Come Around. Which almost made me laugh b/c that's actually my least favourite song (I still have radio overplay twinges) but then they played half of Basket Case too, and Weezer's Perfect Situation before going back to classic stuff. Hee. And it was just a little peck kind of kiss. The, er, making out kind of kissing didn't happen until about 3:30 this morning after everyone else left. I'm not entirely sure what I think about all that; I may post about it later or not. I'm not feeling bad about it or anything, just amused/confused/thoughtful. I *am* feeling kinda queasy this morning, which is a first, but just a little bit, not the imminent-danger type lol.