parties

it's been a weird couple of weekends.

last weekend i went to Po's housewarming party.
good times. it's a cool place, reminds me of our past residencies together.

after a while of being there, Juan, a guy i've met through po and smithers offered to take me to a party in montlake.
so we drove on over to that one.
everyone seemed someone young.
yet the party was more chill than po's, meaning that everyone was just sitting on their asses, not really mingling, at least in the main room.
in the kitchen the story was a bit different.
but in the main room, sat arija's little sister, ashley, who i'd met at previous band parties and parties at kevin's place. there was a hot tub involved...
so i talked to her, although she had no fucking clue who i was (isn't that always fun?).
it even took her a while to figure out who dan was.
she probably wasn't thinking of her sister's friends, actually her sister's ex-boyfriend's friends.

but my point is, how small the world is.
she was just chilling at her boyfriend's place, and i don't even fucking know who lives there, hopefully Juan did.

then this weekend i stopped off at kevin's place for a cocktail party, although i didn't get the "cocktail" half of the memo, so i made due with a tie over my philmont shirt.
but when i walked in, i saw someone that looked vaguely familiar.
come to find out, the girl, Jacqueline (maybe i butchered that), is a friend of my coworker from the pool.
we'd gone to two big group dinners together, one for my coworker's birthday, and another for another coworker's going-away party.
we didn't talk at either dinner. we were at opposite sides of the table. but we spent most of that night talking.
again, small world. she happens to be kevin's coworker.
and kevin i've known through dan since sophomore year in college.
again. crazy how unknowingly linked people are.

then i ended up hitching a ride from kevin's place with another coworker down to an irish bar in ballard, conner something...

there, my coworker plays gaelic football with a girl i went to high school with, Becca.
she was the girlfriend of one of my swim team captains, and also ASB secretary her senior year.
apparently the reason for going out was her going away to san fransisco to be with her irish boyfriend.

it was kinda funny, cuz she now has this irish accent that she didn't have back when i knew her in high school. maybe it was because she was drunk...
but, once again. small world.