Oh my god.

The Libertarian meeting was  actually really, really good. I saw an Astoria acquientence of mine, and talked to interesting people, and of course I was one of the only girls there (of course).

The speaker was Rob Kampia from the Marijuana Policy Project, and he was very good, and even kind of good looking, and most people asked decent questions, and the only really annoying people were a large bunch of these younger guys, who all knew each other from the Ron Paul meetup group and were frat boyish and loud.

There were two other women besides me. All of us are pretty, young things. One of them actually knows one of the guys I know from the Message Board of Note, because she worked with Ron Paul in New Hampshire. I half thought about inviting her , but WHY SHOULD I INTRODUCE COMPETITION? Plus, I think she would be way, way too cool for any of us anyway.

Afterwards, everyone was like “wow, so many girls showed up this time.” Also, there are a LOT of crazy much older Libertarians. They are insane! But they’re old, so they’re allowed to be that insane at that point, but they’re CRAZY. They’re like the older former hippies that look as if they had one great acid trip that they never came down off of, except they like capitalism instead of peace, love, & understanding. Now I kind of want to go to the National Convetion. This is very wrong isn’t it?

I almost called O-L-B to rave when I was walking back to the subway, but I didn’t because I figured he’d either be out or he’d be like “why the hell are you calling me?” and then it’d be all awkward. But anyway, libertarians!