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Perhaps best, however, was making out with Patty on the balcony of the Players Club, UNTIL THERE WAS A FIST FIGHT! At Dances of Vice! At the Players Club. How absurd is that? Of course, because of where we were on the balcony, we couldn't go anywhere, so we just sort of watched it happen and hoped no one went over the side (no one did, although a $200 pipe apparently did that no one ever found). Weirdest part? The woman with one of the guys involved in the fight was wearing the same dress as the one I bought for the opera in Sydney. What are the odds?
AND! We met an LJ'er.
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Date: 2010-06-19 04:31 pm (UTC)I totally hear you on the swimming pool thing. It took me a couple weeks to get used to it enough to relax and let it work. It still freaks me out a little. But it does feel really refreshing after, so totally worth it.