Life rolls on. The party was a lot of fun, everything seems cleared up and maybe my life will one day become normal again. Still, there was much angst which will serve as blogging material. For example: it's bad enough merely assuming that people make snap judgements about you, but actually having it confirmed is something altogether different. So, a group of people I've known for less than two weeks have come to the conclusion that I run away from things. Do I? I don't know, but I wish I knew how they do. The other interesting thing about parties in one's honour: having all my friends together in one place reminded me of how many amazing people I know. It was absolutely lovely to see everyone again, and frustrating that there were too many of them for me to have a long conversation with each and every one. Which I need to have. I need to take advantage of the stability my friends offer me if I am going to retain my sanity. Much, much more important than relationships.
And finally, in regards to photos: I have no idea how they turned out, so their likelihood of being posted here is dependent on whether I or my scanner-equipped friend (thanks for the Buffy videos, Simon!) exercise powers of veto.