Caught up with a number of friends I haven't seen in a good long while (including an certain someone awesome down from NY) and some other people I really only see at, uh, these parties. Heh. Talked myself hoarse discussing movies and comic books. Drank just enough to maintain a steady buzz throughout most of the evening. And man, my lips are chapped from hanging out in the cold with the smokers.
Speaking of which, mtvs, send me a good e-mail address for you.
Anytime you leave the party at 3, and it feels like you're leaving *early,* you know things are awesome. Of course, turns out leaving then wasn't exactly conducive to getting to work on time, but hey.
Tonight, a completely separate party. For real.