I was going to go to the Spot tomorrow for "Approaching Venus: Successful Flirting with Women", figuring it as a potentially useful self-improvement exercise. I've got some quite annoying hang-ups with regards to expressing interest in people, not to mention being pretty damned oblivious when someone's interested in me, and figured this might help. But, those very same hang-ups are screaming from the back of my head that "no, we really don't need to be forced into a panic attack here, let's not go, k?" and I'm listening to them.
And I just realized it's xmurf's birthday party tomorrow... and I remembered what happened at (actually, after) his last party. And then the little voices got louder. Much louder.