guilty feet have got no rhythm

brendan's opening went off well tonight. talked about music and bullshittet with matt, which made me feel comfortable in a roomful of strangers. the quang-t/v8 love affair show was too much fun. i got pwned. i lovelovelove angie. well, for the next couple of weeks, anyway. she's teh cuteness. i bet if i'd worn a skirt, she'd be molesting me right now *sigh*.

i'll tell ya, falling in lust makes being dissed for a wine-drinking, flipflop-wearing guy in a phish t-shirt not so bad. ah well, can't charm 'em all... angie digs me, tho.