BodyWorlds itself was great. It didn't hit me with the same emotional impact it did others, but I sort of expected that. I was glad to have two black-humoured omnivores to go through with.
After that, there was videogames, work interruptions, food, David Bowie's package, and costume lust.
I'm *almost* recovered from this cold. Still can't breathe enough to go out dancing, though. I wanna get dressed up and pretend I'm pretty! I've nowhere to go, though, and I'm not feeling pretentious enough to watch tv in a velvet frock coat. I spent last night with a bottle of wine and my VPN connection to work answering pages. In exchange for becoming extroverted enough to enjoy parties, I know seem to have lost the degree of introversion that lets me enjoy long periods of being alone.