a police chopper flew over with it's spotlight blazing and then another officer arrived as back up. sheesh! then the police gave us some bad directions and told us to turn around. at the same stoplight, one of the officers peeled out next to us and, at the next light, the other ran a red. fucking jerks.
eventually, we made it to the party and things were pretty well bumpin' already. the majority of those in attendance were LJers, but i failed to get their usernames. (i'm sure
i didn't get all that drunk, but i really had a fucking blast. it was a nice change of pace for me to hang out with these friends-of-friends (or acquaintances) with out our mutual friends around to buffer interactions. these people all have the potential to be great friends to me. i just don't know them that well or see them that often. i'd really like to do something to change that.
i also noticed that i still think of
i wonder at what age will everyone i know from school will seem the same age as me. i'm guessing around 30. definitely by 50. won't that be weird?
so, at the end of the night, i was nursing
for a while, i was actually really enjoying myself.
i just felt alive. and everything seemed simple and beautiful. it was a lovely night and i am very thankful for it.
sometimes i surprise myself and discover i'm not the person i thought i was at all. it's amazing when you can teach yourself something once and a while.
anyway, thanks to all those crazy kids for such a fabulous time. congrats again to
that reminds me, the drive home was so lovely. i get so used to driving alone or with people who can't be bothered to talk to me.
but then we got behind a horse trailer and impatience set in. *sigh* what did i have to be in a hurry for? i was living in a series of perfect moments. what more did i want?