06 November 2002 - 13:00

Halcyondream says exactly the same thing about the election that I would say, so go read it. It's very short.

Last weekend was yet more indulgence. Charspider, Wheel, and I went to the Sarasota Bookfair. We walked along the beach and watched the sun nearly set. We met Pairodox and Oregano for thai food. We went home and gussied up for PCP with Nootropil and The One and we all went to the party.

The party was mediocre... certainly not a disappointment, certainly a good time, but not realy anything more. The slice of the actual party that I saw was packed with townies (more than I personally have ever seen at a PCP before) and music that was more uninteresting than it was anything else.

The personal party was held in Elvinone's Dort room (obviously three other people live there too, but I know Elfy best). I was surrounded by many very pretty people and there was the big soft thing on the floor to lie on and trance music. On the table was Pairodox's ever massive supply of alcohol, but almost no one partook. There was some talking and very little cuddling, and eventually a small group took turns playing Grand Theft Auto 3 on the playstation while the rest watched, or slept, or left. I lent my cloak to someone cute who needed it more (having no costume, tsk, tsk) and in the wee hours it was rather cold.

On the other hand, I looked awesome, and Wheel petted me while I slept and he played GTA.

Now is a time of slow and steady work, characterized by graded deadlines and a resolution not to panic. Although it is really a large amount of work, and all of at least some importance.