It was a good time, as always. My one regret is that I missed out on the strip club. Josh and I had this brilliant idea of going up to Nages' room, just for a minute, to get ourselves just that little nudge more fucked up that would make the strip club visit truly sensational. Turns out, They were right. That stuff does in fact destroy your ambition. Two hits, and I was One With The Bed. There was talk of an orgy, but apparently, we were all too stoned to even manage that much movement.

One funny thing. Every single person I talked to Sunday said, "I was FINE, until that damn Rumpleminze shot." Love ya, Andy.

I was a little worried that the people from FVBN wouldn't have fun. A roomful of drunk/stoned Taus can be a little intimidating. Have you ever stepped back, and really LOOKED at us? We're freaks. When drunk, we're oversexed weirdos who probably shouldn't be allowed outside unsupervised. But, I think they both had a blast. (I should have realized, these are the same people who play rock-paper-scissors in the dark once a month, because they like to pretend they are naughty vampire gods. They've probably already got sort of a skewed definition of "normal". The Taus in all their drunken glory probably barely phased them at all.)

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