6:19 p.m. - Leave to head back to Uris Hall for Happy Hour. Peak into Joe Miller's office, the Director of Student Activities. Ask if he minds keeping a bag in his office. Persuade him to join the group at Happy Hour. The highly publicized "Video Game Happy Hour" features random mid-Eighties classics. The sponsoring bank was particularly generous. Get a glass of wine from the server. Don't recognize her. Realize that she's not a B-School student. The bartending staff has been hired from the outside. Getting kinda snazzy these days? Bump into a couple of professors and numerous friends in other clusters who I don't see during the week. Laugh. Cry. Let hair down.
9:12 p.m. - The first dancing begins. The energy grows and grows.
10:30 p.m. - The Happy Hour is finally brought to a close, and most of the crowd moves out to a Post Happy Hour venue on the Upper West Side.
10:45 p.m. -- While sorely tempted to follow friends out for the night, I decide that the informational interview the next morning calls for prudence. Go home. Check email. 36 more messages. Buckle down and start answering the day's messages. Despite best intentions to go to sleep early, spend hours clearing out the email inbox.
2:10 a.m. -- Collapse with exhaustion. Sleep 'til morning.
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