Cocktail party: success!

The refined evening last night with other young urban intellectual professionals was a success. Everybody was a good sport and dressed up (although one guy did wear a revealing, slinky cocktail dress to mock the idea) and we all made polite conversation as we listened to the smoothest jazz in the valley.

I cut my thumb at the end of the night when slicing cheese but it wasn’t very deep and didn’t bleed for too long. I thought to myself, “Hm, maybe I shouldn’t be cutting cheese with the knife pointed towards myself like this, especially after a couple drinks… It should be ok because I’ll be careful and– agh, my thumb!” Good thing my knives are all dull.

I’ll probably post pictures tomorrow.

January 13, 2008. Words.