I went to Minneapolis yesterday night for Beth (and Will's) housewarming party, which would explain why my stomach is full of chocolate brownies and Premium today. (In retrospect, those Premiums were pretty pointless.)

For my brownie contribution I used a recipe from the National Beer Wholesalers Association, even though I ran out of both stout and cocoa midway through the baking process. Basically I had leftover beer and I was too in love with the concept to give up. The brownies? Meh. Good with milk.

Anyways, there were a bunch of Lawrentians there, so we did the usual catching-up. (I've yet to find a good way to describe my two jobs. Maybe "I work in quality assurance" would suffice, but I also want to say what I'm looking at.)

The biggest surprise of the night was the cameo by Zack, who is apparently in St. Paul now, not China. Apparently I would know these things if I paid attention to Facebook?

At times throughout the night I fell back on my old awkwarder-than-thou shtick: amusing in small doses. After the party I felt a little bad about that, because while I'm used to exaggerating my faults, I really don't think that awkwardness is one of them — at least not in the conventional way. And I worry that, as an introvert joking with a bunch of extroverts about how awkward he is, I'm just confirming some false assumptions.

Lost also came up several times — it seems like most of us watch it — and that's how I found out that Katy actually likes Juliet. Dear god, I didn't think such people existed.