Well, it's been an up and down week. Graduation happened at the college. There was free food, which was good. But some of my friends were leaving, which is bad. But that meant that I got to see them at final parties, which is good. But with Tom gone, the house was empty, which was bad.
Boy, did that get fixed.
So, our new housemate moved in. She also has a boyfriend that's in visiting for a bit. Then my tall lanky philosophical friend stayed over for graduation. His girlfriend left her harpsichord here for a week. A friend of my new housemate stayed over for a night. An insane friend of mine who I remember from 4 or 5 years ago when she collected dead bugs from our lamp stayed over last night and is staying tonight. (Insane is not an exagguration-- tonight she tried to steal my eyebrows.)
And in addition to the resident rowdy rapscallions, last night was a particularly populated game night. As one of our members is soon to move to the frozen north, we bid her goodbye with pie, ice cream, cookies, and a delicious quadra-decker strawberry shortcake (a.k.a. strawberry tallcake) made by the renaissance man. This, plus the usual playing of invented games, including one we discussed last week which I doubted could ever be played by anyone other than Vulcans and Romulans. It's a bizarre game that wants to be played on a 3-dimensional anti-gravity board like in Star Trek. After playing once, it was complicated enough that we wanted to rename the game Aneurism.
Even food is invading my house, although if you know me, you know that this is rarely an unwelcome invasion. The departing hordes gifted me a bit of their kitchen leftovers, and so amidst half-opened bags of sugar and a pack of frozen hot dogs lay some real treasures-- like a whole package of string cheese!
Well, I'm escaping it all, off to a friend's wedding this weekend (presuming that Tom's car gets out of the shop by then). But when I return, I'll be hoping to set up some more invasions -- of food and people.