Polish food at Angelina's, head-punching Okocim beer, and tiki madness at Hala Kahiki were the order of the day. Perhaps it's my predisposition towards misanthropy, or perhaps it's because I think I'm an unlikeable boor, but I am always pleased to meet someone and hit it off with them. Along with reading, writing, sleeping, and taking hot showers that last 3 hours, having friends who are intelligent and interesting is one of the best things about being alive.
Also, the ease of our meeting and (from my end, at least, and unless I'm a worse judge of character than I used to be, hers too) lack of an uncomfortable, awkard vibe upon meeting someone in meatspace that you "know" only electronically set me to thinking about internet friendships. I'm old enough to have been a fully socialized adult when the internet was new, and I've been online since the colorful days of the Commodore 64 and slow-loading text-chat, so I can remember pretty vividly the days when meeting someone in "real life" that you previously knew online was a novelty, and a fairly odd one, too, with a hint of geekiness about it. My friend AndreaOK and I, who met online and have known each other for years, used to invent goofy stories (usually involving having been in the Marines together) to explain how we'd met rather than cop to the nerdy shame of having been online buddies before meeting face-to-face.
Nowadays, though, it's remarkably commonplace -- so much so that I'm sometimes surprised at how little stigma is attached to it. My friend Lara claims that most of her friends have dated someone they met online. Many of my closest friends are people I originally met online, but more surprisingly to me, many of their friends are too. Is this what the technology curve feels like? Because I guess I kinda like it.