I got to Lainee's party late, but not too badly. Hung out with her and people I see very rarely now - parts of the old Creekside crew. Kathy was there for a while because, well, she just lost her gig at Creekside...
Come to think of it, Lainee and Jon met there.
The party was at Bennigan's, partly because there's a karaoke show there on Saturdays. Interesting - the guy has a complete software setup. Apparently he also just pirates songs off the net, which will eventually get him in trouble (The karaoke company anti-piracy group moves slow, but will make a nasty example of anyone they catch).
It was interesting watching. I've been considering moving my stuff onto hard disk for ages, but honestly I'm not really paid enough to afford it - since I'd have to insist on a high-quality sound setup, for one.
Even so, the guy had a list a quarter-inch thick, which was a little odd.
Anyway, had a good time, sang a couple of songs for Lainee, and headed home at 2:00. Managed to get some sleep in before Robin and Mena started calling this morning. I apparently slept through them knocking on the door. I've determined that I sleep soundly if and only if women want to crawl into my bed and cuddle. Yet another example of why the universe hates me...
So I've spent some time talking with them - right at the moment Mena's dealing with the imp, and Robin's phoning in to her shop to figure out what she needs to order.
And I'm going to try to go back to sleep.