Amazing what a difference a good party can make to my frame of mind.
It wasn't even a great party... just a bunch of assorted weirdoes hanging out, a collection of interesting conversations, a little bit of world-shrinking connection-drawing, and, oh yeah, a cute guy who kissed me.
It was nice to be among people where I didn't have to worry about what I said... to make jokes and have people get them... to drop references to books and have people come back with quotes... to slide from the silly to the serious and back again...
you kissed my boyfriend. yay!