Oh for the early days of MTV, a leather jacket, and a whole bunch of scrunchies. Madonna's "Borderline" today (and yesterday, actually).
Boy, once you latch onto this word it's really hard to get rid of — and all sorts of situations present themselves where it applies. I caught solipsism from Christopher Hitchens, who is reading to me from beyond the grave...a fact, I think, that would have tickled him.
According to Wikipedia, the variety of solipsists I've been running across lately are "epistemological." You know, the kind that believe that the only thing that's true is what's going on in their own minds and that "the external world is an unresolvable question, or an unnecessary hypothesis."
In other words, "Whatever was decided in that hellish, four-hour meeting is pretty much whatever I walked in there thinking it was going to be, so let's all just do THAT."