Surreality.

So there I am at a party on Saturday night, and this man I don't recognize walks in. He sees me, and immediately gets the "I know you from somewhere but I'm not sure where" look on his face.

It turns out he recognized me from my lj photo. Hi, exponentialdk, and thanks for making my evening just that bit more bizarre.

The good things.

I tend to spend way too much time worrying about the less-than-perfect things in my life (is the Enigma going to get out, why don't I have more energy, I should get more exercise...) and not stop to acknowledge the good stuff.

( So, some good stuff. )