Last night was wunderful, out dancing with Seth and Soey. A 30 year old looking guy was protesting his love for Soey and didn't want to let her leave once the club was closing. Hilarity! I have a question, why is it that no one ever asks if you'd like to dance anymore? There were way too many occasions last night during which I would just somebody's hands grab my hips and all of a sudden my arse was up against some random guy. Well thats a fine howdyado isn't it? Whatever happend to subtlety? mystery? decency? Le sigh... 