42nd Street
Dec. 13th, 2002 08:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldI'd a good time last night.
I'd left the home at 10 past. I'd barely enough money for a taxi, but I managed to make it downtown without having to break into my collection of Canada millennium quarters. (I used up some of the extras, oh well.) I dropped off a very bad Star Trek novel in the book bin at the library (Melinda Snodgrass, Tears of the Singers, and ack, I'd liked her Tenth Circuit books much better) and went to the Royal Bank on lower Queen Street to withdraw some money. When I crossed the street, Joel was there, just arriving himself.
Joel and I were the first to arrive, shortly joined by Adam; then, after 20 or so minutes, by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
taem complete with his barbell tongue piercing; then, by Justin, who came with his girlfriend and whose mom was waiting for him; then the girls, nire_nagaf, Jen, and Sofia; then came others, like Amelie Wong and Peter DeGrace. All in all, just short of a dozen people.
More later.
Later: I'd had a very good time just talking with everyone. It's a nice confirmation that, yes, I can be sociable, even in the context of social drinking. So far as I can tell, I didn't do or say or appear anything in any way offensive, and did in fact a fair bit that was good, or at least not off-putting.
I came out twice in the middle of casual conversation:
It's easy, isn't it?
I got, I believe, mildly drunk on a combination of drinks including some girl drinks, which reminds me of Peter Degrace's mentioning of the "Girl Drink Drunk" sketch on The Kids in the Hall. In an odd way, he looks like his brother Steve; Peter was interested to know about Steve's new boyfriend and all.
Plenty of other good things happened, mainly very interesting conversations asnire_nagaf wrote in her entry. No romantic possibilities, though I think something might have been on the verge of happening between one girl and myself, at the tail end of the endeavour, as she thanked me for getting some information over E-mail for her on a certain northern European town where she'll be going to study for a semester. Ah, if she only knew; ah, if I'd the courage.
And that's it
I'd left the home at 10 past. I'd barely enough money for a taxi, but I managed to make it downtown without having to break into my collection of Canada millennium quarters. (I used up some of the extras, oh well.) I dropped off a very bad Star Trek novel in the book bin at the library (Melinda Snodgrass, Tears of the Singers, and ack, I'd liked her Tenth Circuit books much better) and went to the Royal Bank on lower Queen Street to withdraw some money. When I crossed the street, Joel was there, just arriving himself.
Joel and I were the first to arrive, shortly joined by Adam; then, after 20 or so minutes, by
taem complete with his barbell tongue piercing; then, by Justin, who came with his girlfriend and whose mom was waiting for him; then the girls, nire_nagaf, Jen, and Sofia; then came others, like Amelie Wong and Peter DeGrace. All in all, just short of a dozen people.More later.
Later: I'd had a very good time just talking with everyone. It's a nice confirmation that, yes, I can be sociable, even in the context of social drinking. So far as I can tell, I didn't do or say or appear anything in any way offensive, and did in fact a fair bit that was good, or at least not off-putting.
I came out twice in the middle of casual conversation:
- To Justin Perry, when we were talking about our Honours essays and how life could intervene. (Justin asked me to repeat myself, though it might have been the noise, but he was cool.)
- To--taem, you'd know her name--in front of Brendan Lea and some burly guy in a black leather jacket, talking about the potential of Livejournal.
[And to be accurate,taem, I was out on Livejournal basically since my first posting; it's only that nire_nagaf found it without telling, hence I got inadvertantly outed to her. (The term "outed" is, I believe, a highly contestable one--I don't mean to use it to describe something unpleasant, but rather the simple and individual act of discovery.) I intended it to happen eventually, after all, since it was a public web journal. I didn't mind at all, at the time or now--I think it worked out quite well. And no, I don't mind that other people read this; I'm just curious as to who they are. Feel free to post people, please.]
It's easy, isn't it?
I got, I believe, mildly drunk on a combination of drinks including some girl drinks, which reminds me of Peter Degrace's mentioning of the "Girl Drink Drunk" sketch on The Kids in the Hall. In an odd way, he looks like his brother Steve; Peter was interested to know about Steve's new boyfriend and all.
Plenty of other good things happened, mainly very interesting conversations as
nire_nagaf wrote in her entry. No romantic possibilities, though I think something might have been on the verge of happening between one girl and myself, at the tail end of the endeavour, as she thanked me for getting some information over E-mail for her on a certain northern European town where she'll be going to study for a semester. Ah, if she only knew; ah, if I'd the courage.And that's it
