When we finally got to sit we had a smaller table jammed up to the big table and I was at one end and nearly everyone else was stuffed like sardines around the big table. I had great fun making fun of Dan, who talks like a New Yorker. If you want to shut him up, make him sit on his hands. I don't know what the conversation was like at the other end of the table but it was sure wacky on our end.

Walking back from MM, Steve walked into a tree. He swore up and down that he didn't walk into it, he was just pushing out of the way. Yeah, sure, right. We all heard the thunk.

Dan looked like he was hit by a bus long before we all split up. I was totally amazed at how well he looked Saturday. When I got home I was plastered AND wired. I couldn't sleep. I was up until 5.

I got up around 1, got to Goob's at about 3, just in time to see everyone leaving. Goob said, "go in" so I obeyed, and found Faisal guiltily playing Descent. He left when everyone came back. I was really sleepy. I helped label some D&E beer bottles. Then Dan left. It made me sad.

Other things I remember about Saturday (so far): Trying to fall on Fleur **, who was lying on the couch. Doing a head dive to sit on the couch and accidentally kicking Rapier. His tale of pissing in the pickle barrel. Giggling with Miss Amy *** in the kitchen. Bob The Lizard making fun of me endlessly. Miss Cheryl bringing lemonade and cheap vodka. Washing dishes + while Jim endlessly washed beer bottles. Watching "The Wrong Trousers." Visions of Slenk. Thinking I saw Todd Masco leaning over me ++. A pile of us went to the midnight showing of an Animation Festival. Us and a pile of drunks. Afterwords I went to the bathroom and everyone was gone. That'll teach me to pee. +++

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* Like that's ever stopped me before.
** Take -that-, guys.
*** Well, she giggles a lot anyway.
+ Now why can't I do that at home?
++ It -was- just a wierd dream, right?
+++ Nothing to say about that, just curious what's gonna happen to all these footnotes.