daines'n around

The dull thuds of an empty house seem magnified after you've had a party there. It was like two giant opposites. I have been taking care of someone's house while his family is on a European vacation. Last night was the mid-summer bash, and more than 40 people showed up. I was happy that the turn out arrived that high.

My "dance" music wasn't consistent enough to get people actually dancing, but it was good music anyway, so not many people complained.

All very different from the movie-watching, book-reading, video game-playing evenings that July has held for me thus far.

I did even grab my camera last night. I saw some old friends, made some new friends, and just had a good time overall. I slept for hours afterwards, and now I'm dreading the final touches of the cleanup. The big parts are easy, but it takes a few hours to see what's been left where, and what was done.

I've got two liters of root beer left over that I have no clue what to do with. Best I can figure is to just have another party. Woo!