No More Drama

Sometimes memory is a funny thing. I went to SciFormal this weekend... but something was different. I couldn't figure out how on earth I think I may have actually had more fun this time around than at my own SciFormal...?

Then it came to me. And maybe I have to thank a little convo with Justin yesterday for figuring it out (you know.. the classic "how was your weekend?" breakdown), but it all seems so simple.

There wasn't any drama. Okay, well, that's a lie... but there wasn't any that particularly affected me.

I know that sounds awful at first reading, but you haven't (likely) had to deal with my friends when they're all drinking. For as much as I love them all, it has almost gotten ridiculous at the drama we incite by having more than about three of us in any one place. And drunk... oh how drunk we get. Hmmm... might be onto a root cause here.

Anyway, not having anyone furious about losing their date, who got lost inside a wall (not me!), anyone obviously thinking that SciFormal was going to be their last chance to hook up with someone they'd had a crush on for 4 years (again, not me!), or anyone who was only barely back on speaking terms with their date by dinner, after completely snubbing each other even as recently as the wine and cheese, all while in the midst of a very on-and-off period, to say the least (okay... that one's me).

I guess my point is: You don't always need your best friends to have fun... just some really good ones without any serious baggage. :)

I mean.... um.............

Oh screw it. Like you're not thinking the same things!?!? Do I have to bring up Tremblant? Don't make me bring up Tremblant.