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Where the wild thing aren't.

There was a fucking awesome party on Friday night that I did not go to, because I am a fucking awful person. I know you are all thinking it, so let me just get it out in the open for all to see. Be as pissed off with me as you like for not turning up, because you have thoroughly convinced me over the past four years that I deserve it, and that I am as bad as you say I am.

Now that I have that off my chest...

Japan Festival. The Japan Festival was good. Only minor screw ups. A bit disappointing to spend a couple of hours in transit for eight minutes on the stage, but you know, such is life. I was a good, grovelly student for sensei, so if nothing else I have earned brownie points. Also, we got a policeman to take a photo of us, which for some reason I find very funny.

Giving counsel. I've found that, given how much of a bad time I have had coping with life in general, that I have become one of those people that others go to for advice when they are feeling down. Which is another thing I find kind of funny, really - that I can't sort myself out, yet I do my damnedest to help others sort themselves out. I don't know, maybe it's because I don't give platitudes, just level-headed honesty. Who knows?

Injuries. Not my injuries this time, which is thankful. One of the girls got whacked on the fingers at training on the weekend, and recieved some very odd muscle damage. We had a nurse and someone who had taken about a billion St John's ambulance courses, as well as myself (who is experienced in recieving stray hits) and two highly experienced martial artists, and we had never seen anything like it. No swelling, no redness, no obvious injury to speak of at all, just nasty surface pain. We fussed over the poor girl, trying to make her as comfortable and warm as possible, while she waited for her mother to rush in and sweep her off to a doctor. Nothing too permanent, from what I understand, which is fortunate.

Birthday. Given my no-show at the best party of the year - nay, dare I say the century - and those I personally insulted with my lack of attendance, I can hardly call the gathering at my place on the 28th of May a party. I guess I have to call it a quiet gathering of friends and acquaintances or something.

In any case, the plan is for a relatively tame and civilised evening, with conversation (and perhaps arthouse movies) downstairs, fighting games upstairs (it was the only way I could convince bishi_wannabe that this whole gathering was a good idea), and a steady stream of tasty nibbles prepared by myself. After all, all I seem to be good for these days is wasting away at work and being a good little haus frau in the kitchen.

As a bribe to those who are still pissed off with me because of friday night, I am going to bake a red velvet cake.


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May. 15th, 2005 11:53 pm (UTC)
Despite what you may say or think, I wanted you there because I like you, and appreciate your company.
May. 16th, 2005 12:42 am (UTC)
Thankyou. I'm sorry if you took offense to the above, but I've copped flack and feel very bad for it.

And I miss your company every day that I don't have it.
May. 16th, 2005 12:47 am (UTC)
If you have the time/energy, I would dearly enjoy your company for dinner one night.
May. 16th, 2005 02:27 am (UTC)
Done and done.

I'll message you shortly.
May. 16th, 2005 01:18 am (UTC)
Heh. I've yet to really get a chance to experience your company, apart from the occasional few minutes. I missed the party too.

Don't feel odd about people asking you for advice when you haven't sorted yourself out. It's not that bizarre. Even if you've not solved your problems yourself, you are in a position to tell others what you have or haven't done and how it's affected you. They are peeking at your lab notebook if you like, while you are still experimenting. You are in a position to give advice through current experience, even if you don't know the answer. Does that makes sense? And it's not just the honesty, but the clarity. Being able to talk about the same problem and possibly make it clearer for the person seeking counsel.

Just my thoughts. But I'm the guy people never ask for advice...I just kinda foist it on them anyway :P
May. 16th, 2005 02:32 am (UTC)
Experience my company on the 28th, at a low key nibbles-and-drinks gathering.

I can even take requests for nibbles. My kitchen skills are oddly varied.
May. 16th, 2005 04:47 am (UTC)
Okay. I'll have to get your new address from somewhere.

Something with meat and cheese. Or, if low-carb is not an option, chocolate and chocolate. But seriously, I'm fine with brie and kabana :)

I'll try to bring arienmir along too. If she isn't already booked to play something that night :)
May. 16th, 2005 04:50 am (UTC)
I'm already planning on a cheese platter - someone else coming along is fond of port, you see... But I'll see if I can't come up with some other delectible nibbles for you.
May. 16th, 2005 04:58 am (UTC)
And I'll bring $50.

You realise that if you actually do accept $50 for a mention in the acknowledgements, you've technically got to declare on any paper that comes out of your thesis work that:

"This research was partially funded by a donation from...."

That could be amusing to say the least.
May. 16th, 2005 05:00 am (UTC)
Meh, sure. Cash is cash. :)
May. 16th, 2005 05:12 am (UTC)
Oh, now I definitely have to bring the money.

Hang on.....

If I donate $100, can I have a minor authorship?

*ducks for cover*
May. 16th, 2005 05:13 am (UTC)
You can have minor authorship if you write the bastard for me. :)
May. 16th, 2005 05:18 am (UTC)
No thanks.

However, I can offer a hint.

Find some of your supervisors papers. Reduce them down to their skeleton. Replace the words/results/tables/etc with your own.

They'll think it's great, but not know why.
May. 16th, 2005 01:40 am (UTC)
I'm feeling guilty, but I don't think I actually gave you any flack for this.

I do remember inviting you to the party on the 20th though.
May. 16th, 2005 02:41 am (UTC)
Of course, I'm not even slightly abashed at not being at this party, which I'm sure was excellent.

I was quite determined not to go (barring Becka wanting me to go, of course) once I got an idea of the scale of the thing. In general, my enjoyment of a party is roughly inversely proportionate to the number of people there. This is rather awkward, since naturally many other people judge the success of a party by the number of people partying!

This shouldn't be interpreted as any kind of judgement on the specific people at an event, just how many of them there are ;)
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May. 16th, 2005 03:46 am (UTC)
Indeed. Personally, I prefer to meet new people in the context of some sort of actual activity, like playing a game or eating food in the company of mutual friends. In fact, I generally prefer all socialising to be attached to an activity. The Fighting Games component of the party on the 28th isn't particularly trivial, it's actually the activity through which I'll be filtering the socialising.

As for Becka not going to the other party, that was all, as I understand it, down to working two jobs in the same day and then having early morning training the next day. It's pretty unreasonable to expect Becka to risk dissapointing her sensei, as I'm sure you could attest :)
May. 16th, 2005 04:40 am (UTC)
weeeellll... you did miss the party, but it's okay, because the rest of us don't remember any of it anyway :) It was a bit freakin' insane. I knew about half the people there, maybe. 150 of them tops. Then we spent sunday afternoon scrubbing the carpet. I've never scrubbed a carpet before.

Jye... you would've hated it :) Possibly to the point of violence. You wanna have dinner some time at my new house/your new house? DDR fun?
May. 16th, 2005 04:46 am (UTC)
Love to. What nights of the week suit you? Tomorrow?
May. 16th, 2005 05:11 am (UTC)
"Jye... you would've hated it :) Possibly to the point of violence."

This is something every party-thrower should aspire to, since the stuff I hate is generally the hallmark of a good party!
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