Saturday night was the semi-annual party at Jacob and Noel's house. Smang came and met me in the uberultramega mixed use area where I work, so we could head over together. I didn't change clothes. I was there in what I wore to work. She was there in what she wore to the bout. We got all dressed up (in a manner of speaking), and went over to hang out with friends. And then what did we do?
We sat on someone else's dogcouch, together, getting bombed and making jokes. No matter where we go, there we are.