William Gibson and my self-awareness

[nonionay]

Just got back from seeing William Gibson at Powell's. I was hoping I'd see people I knew there, but alas, I didn't. If any friends were there, they were swallowed up by the huge crowd. I had a decent standing spot, but boy was it hot in there.

I was sad not to run into any friends (not that I know many people in Portland, but it was worth a shot) because I'm hitting the lonely point. My first week, I was excited and enjoying being alone. My second week, I was sick. (And am currently guzzling Emergen-C in the hopes that the crowd full of potential germs doesn't damage my recently recovered immune system.)

I like being alone, but I also hate being aware of myself, and when you're alone for a long period of time, you become very aware of your ego.

But tomorrow, my invisible hostess returns, and I leave to stay with friends for a couple days.

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[paulcarp.livejournal.com]

I saw Wm. Gibson yesterday at University Village. There was a large crowd, but I didn't see anyone I knew (except Bruce Sterling, who doesn't know me) either.