Played dirty funk, afrobeat and hiphop for around 5 hours.
Afterwards, I was kinda sick and tired of music.
Didn't realize that could happen. To me, I mean.
p.s. Despite or because of my anxieties, it was a real success. I got thumbs up for satisfying the different crowds present.
p.p.s. This morning, Emily asked why I don't DJ professionally. The best answer I can come up with is that peoples' taste in music is so different than my own. It's not a very good argument, but give me a few days and I'll come up with a more convincing rationalization.