i'm covered in soot and sand, i reek of campfire, and i love it.

last staff party of the year tonight. we had a potluck/kegger down on the clothing-optional beach. everyone in our party kept their clothes on, though. thankfully. i mean, i'm all for nudity that doesn't hurt anyone, but depending on the person, it could be pretty fucking awkward having to work with them after you've seen 'em naked. you know i'm right.

the food was abundant and tasty: curried vegetables with prawns, pasta salad, stuffed pitas, banana cream pie, bread with spinach dip. yum. the only challenge was to avoid kicking sand into the food, which we did reasonably well until the keg was cracked open.

HP and i played guitar and we sang by the campfire. i brought along a little booklet of scrap paper so that everyone could give me their contact information. it was like getting my high school yearbook signed -- only this time, i actually have friends. i'm a' gonna miss 'em.