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After what somehow turned into a moderately stressful day at work, I trudged across town in the cold, misty, rain to pop in to the apartment warming party my co-worker was throwing.

Even leaving work later than I planned and getting stuck behind people who were walking way to slow for my tastes (especially for what the weather was doing), I ended up being the first person there. But only for a few minutes... others were close behind.

Before long, the modest (and well decorated--she is a graphic designer and stuff) apartment was full. Mostly of people I didn't know.

Thankfully, as is often the case, my friends have good people in their lives, so it was an absolute joy to meet everyone.

And since they were all new, I could easily fall back on a number of things that people I've known for a while have heard me talk about way too much. ;)

Woodstock (which I never did get around to writing about here back in August). Horror films (which I need to write more about over at ToobTalk). We even somehow segued into race relations, gentrification and economics.

It was almost like being back in college again. Except for the whole not going until sunrise part... the party dispersed a little before 11 p.m.

After weighing my options and factoring in how tired I've been lately, I decided to just head home... where I was more than happy to walk in and find Tank Girl on cable.

Yay Tank Girl and Jet Girl! (Even back in '95 it was clear I was into the "unique" ones...) :)