Backdated: The weekend of my first week at UCSC

This entry covers the first "party" I attended at UCSC. It was troubling going back through this, because it describes the beginning of what could have been a very fine relationship, which I then botched in my naïvete shortly afterwards.

Also troubling because I clearly took it very seriously on the inside, but was totally unable to communicate this seriousness to the people that mattered. In fact, since reading back over it and putting it in order requires that I partially relive it ... it's got me kind of depressed. :/