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Well, the party last night was fun. It was great to see all my track buddies again. I haven't seen them in ages. It was a nice pool, and that's alot coming from me because as much as I love dancing in the rain, I don't really enjoy being in pools. It was also all nice and empty-like because our club had rented it. *insert yay for drew here* So, yes, the swiming was good, and then we went upstairs to this room full of small kids toys, like those awsome little red and yellow ride-in car dealies, and ate and drank and gambled and pretty much acted like idiots, which we are very good at. Anyhow, not all of us would fit at one table, so everytime someone got up to go get seconds, someone else would steal their seat. This game of 'musical food chairs' became even more fun as we started to remove chairs. So, yes. Good times. Anyhow, when I decided to stay at the predominantly guys table, as opposed to joining the 'girls' table that Sarah and Joyclen and Jen started, Sarah told me off for 'breaking the rules' pretaining to your boyfriend being out of town. This led to a later discussion, after Sarah had joined our table, which then led to some illustration to define the rules, which led to Mark nearly grabbing my butt. I can't say I'm very pleased with him about that, cause I'm really not, but I'm not mad because there is a chance that he didn't intend to. It just seemed that he wanted to. I dunno, he's a guy, what more can I say. So, anyhow, the illustration was deemed not against the rules, which I find interesting, seeing as I thought that if it had happened in a different context, it so would have been against the rules, but whatever. Anyhow, I must run, so I will finish this later.