qousqous, since he called me and wanted to have mirth of some kind this evening. It was kind of neat, although I didn't really have any meaningful conversations with anyone. I did, however, try hard cider, and it was good. I also had scotch eggs, which are the greasy eggs of death. I met
brad, which was also cool, although I mostly kept my mouth shut since I knew anything I tried to say would end up sounding really stupid. Not that I didn't say stupid things anyway. That seems to be my hobby. For a better list of attendees that I'm going to bother typing out, see here: http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=shiny&itemid=7259
I am of the sleepy. *thunk*
