Guys, sometimes magical things happen. Sometimes you impulsively leave yr apartment on a rare social night to go to a queer, punk show despite not knowing anyone there and you just sit and constantly check yr phone and occasionally look up and try not to look too alone and then quickly look back down and scrawl in yr notebook while desperately wishing the show would start, and try not to buy a beer to feel less alone and then check yr phone again.
And sometimes another awkward person who impulsively showed up to the show alone approaches you, and you start a conversation, find out yr both from Queens, find out yr both vegans, find out you have lots of other stuff in common to talk about (maybe not so unbelievable at a queer, punk show) and exchange e-mails, offer zines and in return, get a mailing address along with an invitation to a vegan dinner party just one day later.
Which is how I ended up at a new friend's apartment, only 5 minutes away from my apartment, chatting up lots of rad, creative people - some vegan, all awesome.
Here is my plate of food:
It is totally unlike me to show up alone to a stranger's party but this girl was so friendly, and her friends were all so cool and chatty and inquisitive and interesting that it was impossible to feel uncomfortable. I'm really glad I went! Sometimes you just have to force yrself to do stuff like that, I guess. Plus, I brought some zines and I hope she writes something for it. Perhaps in the future I can share one of her recipes because all that food was incredible.
A seltzer with drinking vinegar cheers to new friends, also a couple mosh pit slams for good measure.