Well, except for the fact that I left all my dressy clothes in Fremont by accident. That was less than perfect. But Santa Barbara has a Men's Wearhouse, and with some effort you can get them to stop trying to sell you umbrellas long enough to ring you up.
Now I just need to get up-to-date on everybody else's livejournals :-)
And my housemate's out, which hasn't happened much recently. I hope he's having a good time, wherever he is.