timenchanter thought it would be a good idea for me to go to Ken B.'s party, instead. I don't think "no" was really an option. So I got myself together, and we made our way down to Ken's place and a very good time.
For one thing, I got to spend some time with his cats. Well, the two of them that aren't shy. Anyone will tell you that I quite enjoy petting pussy.
But there was also Ken himself, then a cekyr0 and a jeffercine, and after a while the mistress of squee herself, princesskiti22, accompanied by the now not-quite-as-mythical Zena, and a very nice girl named Jennifer.
Not to mention several people I didn't quite catch, and intrusting, and Keri's obsession Devon (Devin?), and his friend Nate. Oh, and later on a Lauren or Lauryn or some such. Apparently a good friend to all, and someone I really didn't get to meet. Or at least talk to.
There was a fair amount of wine involved, and since the cupboard appeared to be bare, some delivered pizza, as well as snacks provided by a Timmie that walked out of the park to get them.
A pleasant, mellow time.
Timmie and I left around 1:30am or so, and almost made it all the way home. You can read his post for the details, so let's just say it was exciting. I've never quite been that intimate with a center divider before.
We went in the tow-truck to the Chevron across the freeway from our place, where I got to hang around while the CHP put Timmie through the 3rd degree, and eventually just let him go. We could have hitched a ride to the apartment, but opted to walk instead, rain or no.
Home, a little tea, turning on the furnace (It's the closest we've got to a fireplace), and some winding down. Timmie's trying to sleep - hopefully successfully - and I'm about to try the same myself.