Yesterday was a success. Sussi, Bash, and I found an italian restaurant in the Gothic district. I ordered gargoyles marinara. (I apologize ahead of time for that).

Last night we went to a party at Club Sutton. I wore a tie and danced until I ran out of bar mitzvah moves. The spanish version of the Rockettes performed during the party. I fell in love 3 times. Bash was particularly fond of the male dancer performing with them. Not surprising considering earlier in the day, he came out of the closet.