January 1, 2011

  • Happy New Year, Xanga! Yes, I feel much better than I did yesterday. Boulevard did the trick, as I knew it would. Funny thing is I don't even remember that much about last night. I remember not getting in the club until right after 12 and the floor not getting full until maybe 1:30 (like last week). I remember this girl (who looked good) moving me over so she could dance right in front of me and me not dancing with her - why, I have no idea. I remember seeing all kinds of nice scenery. I remember dancing with quite a few women, especially after 2:30. Here's the strange thing: I wore a collared shirt last night. I got refused/declined/dissed a lot more than I normally do. This has also happened the other times I've worn a collared shirt. When I wear a T-shirt and jeans I get all the positive attention I want. Yes, dressing down is preferable. Lesson learned. Won't be able to apply it until May at the earliest, but still something to note. More Ed Hardy (actually, I don't own any Ed Hardy) and less Kenneth Cole. Got stuck in an accident-caused traffic jam on the way home, which kept me on I-95 for a while. Didn't get home until 5:30. Helped my mom do some last-minute stuff and got about three hours of sleep before the breakfast. Anyway, people are still here so I need to be a host. Later, Xanga. All the best in 2011.