A nice evening and the rest

It's 9 pm and I'm at home alone, so I decided I should do something nice. First I thought of running. Nah. Then, I thought I should watch an episode of True Blood. Nah, it's becoming worse and worse... I should read the book I started to read over the weekend. Maybe. Or I should write a post! So here I am.

Saturday, I started the evening with Sali in the Ráday street, talking, drinking sangría, eating Belgian fries and smoking sheesha, which was absolutely lovely. We've known each other for 13 years and at this moment that is half my lifetime. We even have our own vocabulary. We are never out of topics to discuss, and if we are, silence doesn't get weird. It is completely comfortable.

As for the rest of the night, I was invited to a farewell party (the second in a fairly short timeframe as my sister has only left 2 weeks ago or so). I suspected that the crowd was going to be mixed, but what I saw was more than what I expected: 30 gay guys and 4 women. By the end of the night, only 2 of us girls remained and I saved our reputation by dancing the whole night and not badly! People were sweet, they greeted me, asked me how I knew the host and most importantly, danced with me. There was one guy who did modern dances, the other was a ballet dancer and teacher and I danced with everyone who had the tiniest inclination to involve me in music and movement. I am not sure why gay parties are much nicer than straight ones - if there is ever such - but it might have to do with them not trying to become alpha males when they gather into a hoard, being willing to dance and baking fantastic cakes, which I never have the energy and willpower to do.

I decided to come home by public transport, which took an hour and even though I almost fell asleep on the bus, the walk and the wait did do a good service for sobering up. I was in bed by 5 - alone of course, because Jani was at one of his friends' party in Tök ('Pumpkin') and even though I expected him home midway through the night the latest and he got home at 8 am. Some things don't change. Let's hope that some others do. Of course, I spent half the day sleeping.

Qué más?

Work: it's going well, luckily, having a great relationship with a client for which I am the main point of contact (and since then we have been the number one suppliers, yay), overperforming my target and preparing for the toughest part of the year: the end.

Friends: seeing, meeting quite a couple of them and also spending quite some time with my team not only during work hours. I gained a couple of new ones as well, especially because I still keep in touch with people from The Client's HR.

Family: my sister is gone and I still hasn't got the chance to talk with her, although she did write to me. Mom seems to have become a salsa addict, connecting well with Jani in this respect, and Béla bácsi and I are forming the opposition, arguing for what I would name something like a 'balanced life perspective' if I were a scholar.

Holidays: 2 days spent at the Balaton. I still have 12 days of holidays for the year, which I better use and not let get lost!

And I'm 26!