For those in the know, finding a social spot in AA counter can be a challenge. It's a nice place to live, but not the social hotspot of the state. This place turned out pretty well, as we had a nice little side-area to gather. Unfortunately, it wasn't really big enough as a side area, so things did get crowded.
The stupid, stupid, stupid mistake was to hire a band. Why do you hire a band during a talking event? I have no clue. Once the band kicked in, I couldn't hear a damned thing and my ears rang for a day. (Good band, though.)
Honestly, the best part was hanging with Michelle and Cybelle in the foyer. I adore those two. They both graduated early, and I damned well missed them in my senior year. I never get enough time to hang with both. Michelle is starting to write freelance articles, and Cybelle scratches out a living through theater and miming. (And Cybele really looks gorgeous in those clunky glasses of hers.) We all used to be in the literary-geek hood together, working on the school's Nebula literary magazine, with weekly meetings held in Mr. Shipley's room.
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