there was a disco ball

[drunk/update]

-s-asked me to go to the opening night of the Reel Asian Film Festival tonight. It was short notice, but I went. And now after the after party/reception, I'm drunk from expensive cocktails and free beer. It was fascinating talking to him about the party, about how he used to baby sit authors, filmmakers, actors. There were always someone he could talk to, but I really felt out of place. I had a great time though, seeing -s- in his former element. I dunno if I could do what he used to do.

And while I am buzzed with the euphoria of seeing him, I'm also sad that he's going away. He said at least for six months. Why is it that people with plane tickets are always the one you want to stay?