That has nothing to do with my party. It's just that that sentence is my brain's autocomplete when I think "to understand".
To understand me, you must understand that I'm always edgy before a party. I always fear that no one will show up. Or maybe one or two people, and we'll just be sitting around all awkward-like, and they'll say "umm, this is lame," and leave.
Despite the fact that this has never happened.
I have no idea why I am this way. I'm a weird kid. Roll with it.
So I was edgy, and then people arrived. wispfox, in the first wave, found me by kitty echolocation - wandering through the house and meowing until I meowed back and emerged from docorion's room. Kitty echolocation works, y'all...
And then, as always, people started arriving all at once! And there was a party.
I love my parties. I love them because I am the agent that got all of these cool people in the same room, but the coolness is that they are discovering, or hanging out with, each other; I love introducing people, I love snuggling with people.
...My brain is slipping. So. To Be Continued...