I really can't complain; it was a very social weekend . Dude Night on Friday. Monday afternoon, picked up
From there, I went off to the home of R and
One interesting tidbit: There were two other people who attended both parties, D and G. This wasn't completely surprising, as my Librarian Friends are also writers, but it's an amusing reminder of how small Portland can be.
So, people I like are leaving Portland. Neither The Librarian nor maryrobinette and R are selling their houses, and it's not like they're going away forever, but the change makes me a bit melancholy. Sure, with the Internet, no one is ever that far away. But while one can email or chat online, you can't get together and do stuff.
It feels a bit like when the Maki clan left. We all had very full, busy lives, and I don't exactly know when we would have fit more visits into our schedules, but I regret all the months when we could have, but we didn’t. Makes me feel like I wasn't paying attention, or my priorities were all hosed up.
I do know that I'll have forgotten about the list of things that didn't get done this weekend long before I forget about the time I spent visiting my friends who are leaving...
*Which was weird, because Rose Festival is over. Why is it still raining? It's SUMMER NOW!