Sunday, October 28, 2012
I have definitely changed, and the party I went to last night really emphasized how much.
First of all, here's my costume:
I went as Lady Loki.
I've definitely lost inches, if not pounds. Which is awesome and feels really good. :)
But the party itself... I just wasn't feeling it. There was a ton of great food, but after the first helping of everything, I was full. The alcohol was flowing freely, but that's just not my thing anymore... I'll drink occasionally to "fuzzy", but only when I'm not driving. Everyone else seemed to be quite happy to progress beyond "fuzzy", and there was one woman who was snapping at everyone. I get that she's pregnant, but dude, who does she think she is to charge into a room and demand to know how many cigarettes someone has had? (Not me, I had a few I bummed because I was drinking, but if she'd started that with me, I'd have gone off on her.)
I just really didn't enjoy the party as much as I thought I would, so I left early. Which was ok; I did what I wanted, which was get dressed up and hang out with friends for a bit.
I borrowed some books and came home, and then read for three hours or so. Which was a great way to end the night, although I could have stood NOT dreaming about plague. :P (I was reading the expanded edition of The Stand.)