It was a great evening, filled with the sweet nostalgia of staying up all night playing games and having fun. We went out for dinner (japanese) and spent the night at a friend's apartment in Leuven, where we played boardgames and console games (Wii and PS2) until sunrise.
Oh yeah, and they got me a stripper. It's weird, but you really get to know yourself a little better at a moment like that. The thoughts going through my mind when she was 'working' on me, were not the thoughts I'd have expected. Here are two:
- "Will she stay afterwards for a chat? I'm really curious why she chose this job," and
- "Damn, I hate greasy lotion, especially down my pants!"
The downside to this party was the lack of sleep. I skipped a night's rest, and with a kid to look after, catching up the next day was nigh impossible.
So I'm at work now, tired as hell, but with great memories, and the afterbliss of experiencing an all-nighter again.
Just like old times...