Socialness. Or not.

*growls* One of the astrology sites I was cruising this week dropped a trojan on my system and not the good kind that come in little black wrappers. Either that or wildernessguru hit an adult site. My online cruising habits are fairly predictable and the astrology sites were the only thing different I've done this week.

It was fun to see my virus control kill it. *stomp, stomp, stomp*

Icarus was sociable last night. Breaking a long-term habit of reclusiveness (particularly where fandom is concerned) Icarus actually... went out. With HP fen. One new fanfic writer (hi, thelovesupreme) and one long-term Anime mainstay (hello, katmaxwell *beams*).

The Ave is odd at night. Like visiting a foreign culture, watching 20-year-olds hang out and chat. I felt... very 40. Bear in mind that I've done the following types of "social events":

( Oh, joy. )

Tonight, I'm being pried out of the house for a kick-boxing event with WG's coworkers.

I have two novels to read, a site visit, and two essays to write by Monday. *frets*


ETA: *scowls* I've just learned that we have to show up an hour and a half early for the kickboxing event and it's a half hour drive each way.

What I thought was going to be a two-hour time committment has morphed into four-and-a-half-hour event. Had I known this I wouldn't have said I'd go -- given I have two novels to read and two essays to write.

I'm not pleased.

ETA2: Make that six hours. It's 12:30am and we just got home. The best part was seeing the coworker's younger brother alive and on fire after his first fight (he lost, but he hung in there for all the rounds).

On the plus side, I'm now visualizing John Sheppard in a fight with his shirt off. At the end...

Rodney (relieved): I thought you were going to lose.
John: I thought I was going to die.