Mattie and I walked down to the Bean, raspberry soy chais. We ran into Brendon and hung out with him, then Steve found us for a few minutes, then I saw Darcie. As the Bean was closing I found Alex (where else would he be?) and we made vague plans for NYE.
Mattie, Brendon and I went to Hermann’s, met up with his friend, sat around drinking and telling stories. —oh, the “fingered with fingery fingers” story, how I love you—
Then Mattie and I walked back to my place, which was slightly colder than anticipated but nothing we couldn’t manage. Champagne and long talks and cuddles. I hate that I only get to see her every once in a while.