A beginning is a very delicate time

Oh what a nice evening. Having to ask for guests to bring folding chairs means that something has gone wonderfully right. Thirteen people makes a new record for my little condo, and we all fit within reason both around the table and in front of the movie (which was just as strange as I remembered). Dinner conversation was animated and engaging, and desserts were plentiful. Last night was also the first time a guest has had to crash out on my couch, so this afternoon when I got up there was still a friend over. This was beneficial, because I'm not certain I would have made breakfast otherwise. We chatted and watched Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, and I sent him on his way a little while ago. Now I have a place to clean, which is a nice feeling of something-to-do, and something-well-done.
I'll get round to it this afternoon and evening.
Tomorrow is another day off, and I'm looking forward to sleeping through most of it. And then follows Sunday. It will be a good year.

-J