last night

It was a pretty decent part last night. It was a miss USA party, somebody sold boxes and most of us had a contestant, randomly chosen for us to root. Mine was eliminated in the first round. Oh well, at least I met some nice, fun people, and I drank too much, often a good sign. There was a creepy guy staring at me most of the evening, but he left before I did, and did no harm. I'm unclear if he was an independent creepy guy or if my friends or my foes sent him.

If somebody wants to talk to me they should. If they don't want to talk to me, they ought not send others to talk at me. If I deserve some consideration, than I deserve consideration.