and the winner is

We had a party at Prof. Property's house last night and I was wondering who was going to get really drunk first (if at all). And the winner was --- Prof. Prop herself. Good times. Hell, if I had to hang out with a bunch of people 1/2 or even 1/3 my age who would be eying me suspiciously and making judgements about my house and every little tile selection (lots of tiles in the house), I'd get a little loose first too. Everyone else was on their best behavior. I had my money on a classmate of ours who is quite the cheap date (she doesn't spend much money on herself) and is prone to getting embarrassingly drunk. (In all honesty, the night I saw her embarrass herself, I had just as much to drink as she had. We are distinguished by the fact that I have been doing this -- public drunkenness-- probably 7 or 8 years longer than she has. I know how to blend in with the vibe of the party and not get out of control unless everyone else is out of control.)

The party was great. BitterNY took the night off to come which was good because I was able to hide behind him as he chatted people up about basketball, motorcycles, boats and wine. We talked to the Prof. about boats and wine. I think that she lives the life we would like to have. Beautiful house, modest enough in size and warm feeling but big enough so that 5 or 6 friends could stay comfortably. We monopolized Mr. & Mrs. Prof for for quite some time talking about boats and wine. BitterNY really wants a boat. Hope we don't have to wait till we are their age to get one.

I've got tot put a plug in here for my class of truly diverse and interesting people. I haven't really talked to everyone, but I'm working on getting to know more of them.

Oh yeah, I brought a bottle of wine. She had no idea that it was mine and Mr. Prof brought her over a taste and she made the most horrible face and said, "Yuck! I don't think I'd like that." Wow, I was bummed. Hurt. Especially since the whole point of bringing the bottle was to score points. I want to be her research assistant (if she even needs one, but I have a plan for that too). So I was trying to do a little nonchalant sucking up. But really, if someone invites you over to their house for dinner, one should at least bring a bottle of wine. Maybe it would have hurt less if my budget weren't so tight, but I doubt it. I tend to take things personally and be overly sensitive.

Well, I've wasted a good 23 minutes of library time. No one else is up here on the 4th floor because its 9:23 in the morning. Good thing I wasn't drinking last night -- I could never have gotten up at the crack of dawn to write this post.