Boy, this is late rising for me...

Ok, so i've been up since seven... sue me.
I've been watching my cartoons! Heh, I am an official loser...

Ah, well. No one cares.

I went to Cliff's b-day party last night. He's turning 21 sunday, and he finished getting his tattoo [a celtic knot on his back] and got some ear piercings before the party. ^_^ Happy Birthday!

This morning, I am wondering what the hell got me out at a party last night. I don't do parties. I can barely deal with people. I don't dance. EVER.
Either college is changing me, or I feel strangely [for me comfortable regarding people is strange] comfortable around the people from the Pantheon. I actually danced last night. I danced for more than 30 second intervals without turning bright red and melting back into the wall. That's better than any of my friends back home have ever gotten from me. I had fun. I'm really glad Cliff invited me.

I didn't even know I was going for sure until about 2 hours before, and the entire drive there my brain was screaming... "What the hell do you think you're doing? You hate parties! You don't deal well with people. Turn around while you still can! You're just going to feel like the outcast invited to the prep's party like you always do!"
Damn Loner nature...

I was afraid that it would be true though...

"The past is but the beginning of a beginning, and all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn." - H.G.Wells