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coyotegoth) wrote2014-07-26 11:13 pm
coyotegoth) wrote2014-07-26 11:13 pm
Aftermath
After giving my report (to an officer who repeatedly got both my home address and the color of the gun wrong), I cadged a ride home (datum: cop cars have no seats in back; yes, I spent a second looking for the door handle). Remembered at the last second that the neighbors were having a house party, had the officer drop me off down the street. ("Cool it, the cops are here!" "No, they were just dropping me off.) Got to show my next door neighbors my book collection (alas that I gave 90% away before I moved); socialized a bit; freaked out when I realized that the last movie I ever saw was very nearly Purple Rain. Accordingly, Miyazaki films until the wee hours.
Wound up visiting (and finally formally meeting, after being on the periphery of each other's social circles for ages)britgeekgrrl for her birthday party; saw my friends Anne and Kai; afterward, walked them to the BART (and dropped some souveniered cupcakes- thank you, Oakland's road pavers). Made a point of walking by the scene of the incident; nice to see no Fred-sized outline on the ground; even nicer to see a cop car drive by as I checked.
Wound up visiting (and finally formally meeting, after being on the periphery of each other's social circles for ages)
britgeekgrrl for her birthday party; saw my friends Anne and Kai; afterward, walked them to the BART (and dropped some souveniered cupcakes- thank you, Oakland's road pavers). Made a point of walking by the scene of the incident; nice to see no Fred-sized outline on the ground; even nicer to see a cop car drive by as I checked.