Saturday, many graduations
Oct. 16th, 2006 11:58 pmSaturday was flying. I met Eni and friends in the Castle (squee! hug! lovely to see you again!). And met other nice LJ podlings, who I didn't know, but was sufficiently attuned to to see Jo looking round the pub and presciently say "That looks like someone who knows Eni" :)
We decamped to senate house to congratulate Rochvelleth (and Edith) on being all smart and grown up and gowned up and graduaty, with n(n-1)/2 hugs. And I also met, unbeknownst, Martin and Angel who were also graduating. Angel and I stopped at the Eagle and caught up a little (hugs!).
Then I went to poohsoc for the first time in ages. It was pleasant, but we will have to see who comes this year, and what sort of character develops. But hopefully it will be sustained, which is nice.
Afterwards, Sonic and Martin came to mine, marvelled at my possessing domesticity, and we played Killer Bunnies! The insane game of bunnydeath! Unfortunately, despite getting a good draw of carrots (1/n chances to win the game), Sonic's strategy of drawing the carrot who looked like Spock triumphed. Martin drew enough Killer explosions of violent death, but not really any carrots, unfortunately.
Then I slept. Or I may have written 3kwords of "How the Kitten Became", I don't remember.
We decamped to senate house to congratulate Rochvelleth (and Edith) on being all smart and grown up and gowned up and graduaty, with n(n-1)/2 hugs. And I also met, unbeknownst, Martin and Angel who were also graduating. Angel and I stopped at the Eagle and caught up a little (hugs!).
Then I went to poohsoc for the first time in ages. It was pleasant, but we will have to see who comes this year, and what sort of character develops. But hopefully it will be sustained, which is nice.
Afterwards, Sonic and Martin came to mine, marvelled at my possessing domesticity, and we played Killer Bunnies! The insane game of bunnydeath! Unfortunately, despite getting a good draw of carrots (1/n chances to win the game), Sonic's strategy of drawing the carrot who looked like Spock triumphed. Martin drew enough Killer explosions of violent death, but not really any carrots, unfortunately.
Then I slept. Or I may have written 3kwords of "How the Kitten Became", I don't remember.