the vast majority of my friends here at home don't drink. they don't see the need to, i guess: they're quite content in their everyday-skulls, thank you. they don't judge me and i don't judge them. i wondered whether it'd be awkward -- a party in which some people drink and the others watch. as it turned out, it wasn't, or at least not on my end. :-) i usually get paranoid when i'm around non-chemically-altered people; i tend to think they're looking down at me or snickering into their unadulterated cokes. but last nite was fun. no bad feelings, no condescension, no anger. or at least none that i recall.
becca jay and i got gloriously smashed. some others had a few drinks. pat, jamie's bunny (pat the bunny!), politely acted as bartender. he's working as one so he has experience. i hadn't drunk since margaritaville at swat (at which, counterintuitively, no such liquor was touched.) that was a great nite too i remember. we all got wasted in the chateau, then went to see Wonder Boys, taking more along w/ us in juice bottles; then we returned to the chateau and partook some more before heading over to the DU party, which, as it turned out, sucked. we danced anyway in that lovely unself-conscious way that alcohol allows. ("could you please not act so drunk?") that was the nite that i said, "alcohol is just a state of mind," and ben said, "yeah, like a girlfriend."
yeah.
becca has gotten herself an online journal but she won't tell me what the address is. ridiculous.
she and ilana slept over after all the assorted crazy people trickled away. then today we went to go meet the other becca, swatbecca, who's in town w/ the catholic branch of her family for the 85th birthday of the matriarch. she and her uncles, all of whom look the same, fed us and then took us for a tour of eastern market. i bought a new wallet, yes, unfortunately, leather, but what can you do? still looking for a new cool bag as well. as pennbecca pointed out, my new wallet will serve me well in sweden, as it has a rather large coin section.
SF on tues.
it's been a good week. dad and judah are back home, and when i got back (relaxed, refreshed) today, everyone was already sulking about something or other. yuck.
spark's stress test only gave me 15% -- certainly a week w/ all that rancor would raise that number significantly. guess i may as well leave, huh? :-)