This is why we write things down.
I had a good time last night, although it could have been better if I hadn't had the feeling that there was a lot of unspoken social distress going on. Perhaps I was being overly paranoid, but things just seemed to simmer with anamosity in some ways. At several points I was sure that spiraldurga was angry at me, and at some point I was pretty sure other people were angry at one another. One person seemed angry all by themselves.
On the way home I got my Harry Potter book, but I haven't read it yet because I want mr_pugh and I to read it together.
I was going to go to the TBN volunteer party, but I messed up and thought it was much later in the evening when really it started at 2pm. So while it was happening I was out exploring Kensington Market with spiraldurga. Now I find myself with unexpected free time, and I'm thinking I might read a murder mystery, or re-read the previous Potter book.
On the way home I got my Harry Potter book, but I haven't read it yet because I want mr_pugh and I to read it together.
I was going to go to the TBN volunteer party, but I messed up and thought it was much later in the evening when really it started at 2pm. So while it was happening I was out exploring Kensington Market with spiraldurga. Now I find myself with unexpected free time, and I'm thinking I might read a murder mystery, or re-read the previous Potter book.