I opened at Dakota, and had my day punctuated by creepers galore--an man in his sixties asking me to dinner, drinks and dancing; a late 40s man in a wind-suit asking me to dinner after work (and making really strange comments about his own panty-wearing...); and three guys who followed me as I drove to pick my mom up from work.
The good things:
- beer, shots, and wings with Mom after work
- Paul and Justin at Denny's for hours
- C&C
- Meeting Nate at Denny's on Arlington at midnight
- Random conversations about books and philosophy
Not so good: intending to be at Denny's in order to finish a monstrous thesis, and instead conversing with friends and not writing anything.
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