Extrovert, much?

Yesterday was another intensely social day. Four parties in two states, starting in Providence and ending in Somerville. Mad fun! Though I have learned that Providence is more than fifty-five miles from Somerville, not forty-five, and thus it is not forty-five minutes away, but more like an hour.

This morning however, after helping Murder in the Cathedral load up a van--a process which was remarkably efficient and fast--I'm now sitting alone in front of a computer. One might think I'd be peopled-out, but instead I'm like "Hey! Where'd everybody go? Must find people!"

It does surprise me how much I seem to want more social interaction today.

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Also, four weeks in a row now I've had occasion and opportunity to dance with fun people to good tunes. (Last night I virtually had to drag bedfull_o_books onto the floor--which is really unusual, as she's usually less picky about songs than I am--but that was only 'cause she was really exhausted. And she was remarkably good-natured about it.)

Each week I file away more good songs to dance to and more people to dance with: for that long-delayed dance party that I'm theoretically throwing someday...when I actually have a space for it.

The streak's been unplanned and all the better because of that.

And about IKEA...

thespian just reminded me of a couple of things I liked about IKEA.

1) European-style shopping carts: all four wheels pivot! You can spin the cart while still moving more or less forward. Fun! More practically, you can shift the whole cart sideways, which is helpful in tight spaces. Making a turn with a heavily-laden cart is a bit more of a problem because the inertia isn't so easily shifted with all four wheels free to turn.

2) Display copies of books from Scandinavia and the Baltic! I looked at books published in Stockholm, Helsinki, Tallinn, and Vilnius. You haven't lived until you've looked at a Disney book translated into Lithuanian. (No, I can't read Lithuanian.) There was also a quadrilingual childrens dictionary, including English, that we wanted to get for bedfull_o_books's niece, but frustratingly, they don't sell the books, even though they have dozens of copies of them.

I'm guessing they pick up overstock from Scandinavia and the Baltic and use them as display books here in the States on the theory that no one will actually want the books. But we do!