Yeah, instead of doing a fancy welcome speech during the service, I was relegated to introducing Grupo Fantasma after the service. They were awesome and some of the members quite attractive.

I stayed until around 8:45. The music was great, but I just started getting that "single" feeling. That's what I get for going by myself. I was just standing in the corner, moving my foot to the rhythm of the music, and feeling disappointed. I can't explain it, but there it is.

On the drive home I had to sing along with Sarah McLachlan's cover of "Dear God" blasting on my stereo to make myself feel a little better. Blasphemous? I dunno, but it helped.
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