After getting our asses handed to us at trivia, Pat, Py, Adam, Beej and I went to 31 Flavors for Ice Cream and to chat some more about this insane world of IRC Bot patents and Ashcroft internment camps... then I stood in the parking lot chatting with Beej for like an hour about stuff before we thwarted hypothermia and headed our seperate ways at 11:30pm.

Man, I missed hanging out with my friends while I was locked in my latest warp-speed mega-project at work. It's become such an important factor in my overall well-being that I begin to suffer exhaustion from the lack of social recharge that results from too much isolation. Last weekend a bunch of us went to Lava Beds for an extended weekend, and it could not have come a second later.

I mention this because it wasn't too long ago that I considered myself to be an incurable introvert, with few friends and little need for anybody else. Maybe it was just some kind of self-induced, 28-year phase I'm finally growing out of.

Wouldn't that be great!