The SVP After Party

All right, hopefully I'll finish up my SVP stories with this blog so I dont have to keep reminding my self to do it.
So, on the last evening of SVP there is the big awards dinner followed by the after party. While we were all crowding around the doors waiting to get in to the dinner hall, we noticed a lady from the U.K that was carrying a rather large bottle of gin, we assumed she was sharing with friends, I will get back to her later. The dinner was boring, I didn't know anyone who won the award but it was a free steak dinner, and wine so I wasn't complaining. The real entertainment came with the after party. There was a DJ (not very good I might add) some tables and two minibars set up. The drinking of course started right away, I hardly drank because the mini bars were insanly expensive. Justin went to bed early because we were leaving the next morning around 6am and we had to drive all the way to Kansas City.
So that left myself, Peggy, Alyssa and Nick to enjoy the party. The best part of this party is people watching. I tell you what, I think for some reason scientists lack the ability to dance, there was some serious white man disease going on. There was not one person in the room, and trust me I was looking, who I could say could decently dance. There was a serious lack of rhythem, and people were just flayling about, arms and legs going every where. It was the funniest thing to see. I do give these people credit and just going out and having fun.
We did dance to a few select songs, The Time Warp, Love Shack, and I Will Survive. I tell you, i dont think we were anybetter than the rest dancing but thats ok at least we were all on the same level.
Oh yes I must finish with the gin lady. So it was getting close to midnight and it was starting to thin a bit so it was easier to look about. Just a few tables away, was the gin lady and another man. Apparently that bottle was all for herself because she was beyond drunk, and we had a good show for the next few mineuts. Her friend tries to pick her up off her seat and she uncerimonly flops to the ground. This poor guy then has to lift her up by her armpits and drags her away towards the elevator. This lady is from england, and boy, I hope she wasn't flying home the next day because that would not be a pleasant experience.