Saturday turned out to be a minor social coup of sorts. For the first time in a very long time, I actually felt like I had a social life. It was nothing short of amazing. Since Mouse’s departure, I’ve either worked or sat home alone on a Saturday night. (Pitiful, huh?) Not this weekend, though. I actually went out, with friends. (Shocking, I know.) I dusted off my social skills and ventured upriver, where I met up with a coworker and her partner for a low-key, West End outing. It was good. Everything seemed to mesh; the drinks, the food, and the conversation all flowed perfectly. We drank a little too much and laughed just the right amount. It was exactly how a Saturday afternoon/evening should be spent. It was exactly what I’ve been missing.
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