Stymied, yet Sublime Saturdaily RL: So I have this Saturday morning routine: I wake up late (for me, but way early for most everybody else), and wash my clothes before anyone else wakes up. Well today, I woke up a bit later than usual (7:15am *gasp*) and went out to put clothes in the washer... someone was already in there!!! Oh well. So I'll have a lazier morning than usual. Nice. So. Now, it's coffee, reading xkcd, waiting for whoever it is (someone I don't recognize) to get through with his 4 loads of clothes, wash clothes, clean up the apartment a bit (maybe even a semi-deep cleaning), hit the grocery, come back here, XFiles, RantBook(tm), and general slothfulness. Woo! In other news, the get together last night was fun, and just as I expected. The old gang was notoriously bad at scheduling meet-ups: if I wanted to start a party at 8pm, I'd tell everyone to show up at 3:30 or 4, and they might be there by 10. So we were supposed to meet at 7:30. I got a call at 5:30 changing the meeting place (due to rain) and time (to give everyone time to adjust their plans. So watched the traffic and things sounded bad, so i left here at 6:30 and arrived at the newly-arranged meeting place at 7:30 (new time: 8) and sat in the car and listened to the radio until my friend arrived (right on time, surprisingly). Great. So we sat down, 4 of us, they ordered margaritas and beer, I ordered tea, and we chit-chatted and ate chips. At 8:30 a group of people arrived (friends of my friend's husband; I didn't know them, but they seemed friendly) and we chit-chatted and ate chips. At 9 a couple of guys I knew (but never liked at all, and who never liked me at all and, in fact, often threatened to beat me up and/or ran me out of parties and whatnot) arrived, no drama, chit-chat and chips. At 9:30 we decided to order food (I hadn't eaten since 11:30am). At 9:45, another couple of people from back in the day arrived (I was not particularly close to them, but there was no animosity then and smiles all around now). The waiter apparently saw them coming, and held the food order until they had a chance to chit-chat and chips and peruse the menu. So chit-chat and chips, then (finally) food, and then another 6 or 8 of the old crew arrived and were bothered that we'd ordered and eaten without them (but didn't make the scene they would have made 10 years ago, thankfully). And I drank tea and everyone else drank one (or more) of margaritas, beer, or double whiskey-and-cokes, save one guy (one of the group I didn't know), who had just gotten out of rehab for heroin addiction and was on some sort of medication that made him really sick if he touched any inebriants. So they all got a bit high, and then we all left: they went to a bar; I came home. All in all, a pretty good time. It was good to see my buddy, and good to reconnect with some old acquaintances, and good to find that the agro jock members of the group were no longer agro. Good times. [WoT FTW!!!] D2: unlikely.