this weekend i've seen several of my colleagues naked. we had a 24 hour birthday party in the woods to celebrate two of the boys turning 40 and 50. i knew that their parties often end up with everyone being naked (i've seen the pictures in the "parties" map), but somehow i had expected a little less bare skin at the parties from now on... but people started getting undressed before dinner! i guess it's a good thing they don't feel they have to change their behaviour too much with a girl around...

it wasn't just the getting undressed part that differed between my idea of a nice party and that of my colleagues. physical abuse, for example, would not even come to my mind when planning a birthday party. the birthday-boys this weekend were shot with paint ball guns so much they were full of red swollen marks and bleeding wounds. if that had happened to me i'd probably cry, but these two brave hunter men laughed and said they'd had lots of fun.

after the physical abuse in the woods the party continued at a nice little cottage next to a lake. we had lots to eat and lotser to drink, and went in and out of the sauna and the lake and gossiped and solved each others problems. the boys turned more and more into girls the more they had to drink, and some of them were really concerned about their friends' lives (apparently a few of them are getting divorced at the moment). i thought that was kind of cute.

me and four others went to bed at about five in the morning, and one of the people we shot at woke us up at 9.30 by banging saucepans over our heads.  ¶ 3:08 PM