As many of you probably know, I'm not normally a "party" person, but I had a completely great time at one tonight over at martinivixen 'n' mistergone's place, which was attended also by the inimitable fizzbang, who is my hero in much the same way as _tove is, which I can't seem to put any better description to except by putting the two of them in the same bin. There was much apples to apples, and Lord of the Fries, and omg thanks to "Dead Rising" I will never look at a traffic pylon the same way again. Only bad thing was that I may have made a very brief joke of impeccably ill timing and also perhaps of generally bad taste, but my general hilarious level of social awareness is such that I'm still not quite sure if this the case; I certainly wasn't at the time I made it. Livejournal entry nigh-total obscurity ftw!
During the day I wrote some twelf code, not directly related to my research, but attempting to understand dklee and Crary's highly refined master ninja twelf style.
Over dinner read some more of Bloom's "Western Canon", which is still pretty good despite Bloom's over-the-top, blubbering nonstop hagiography of the Bard of Bards. I ought to read me some more Wordsworth, the subject of the chapter I just finished; unrhymed iambic pentameter is really growing on me, and judging from the excerpts, the man has a damn keen sense of the lightly tragic.