Besides a catalogue of suprisingly poor social skills (forgetting quite a few names, getting unwanted social tips from The D.J, trying haphazardly to dance, et cetera) there's not much to be gleaned from any blog detailing yesterday. It was an o.k day, but I could have done a better job with it.

I enjoyed dinner with Greg and The Mustachless Man, and I found out that Miguel Sanchez, The Mustacheless Man's roomate, is loaded.

But from right before dinner up through most of the "Jazzy Jazz Jazz Jazz" concert that looked suspiciously like a low-rent version of the Brainerd Xmas ball, I seem to have been socially retarded. I'm writing it off as an "off" day, though I have to say it was an interesting one.

Well, off to the library to study.