I went to one of those Passion Parties tonight. I usually never, ever go to those at-home selling things parties; I never want to buy the things that are for sale, but I thought this one would be fun (and I need to get out of the house more), so I went. It wasn't. People were too quiet (despite the nature of the things for sale), there weren't many people I knew there, and I felt completely obligated to buy something because, I mean, you have to--you go, eat the hostess' food, drink her alcohol...you have to buy. I spent waaaaayyy too much money on shaving cream. I knew I shouldn't have gone to the party. I need to listen to my inner voice on these things.