Ten years ago today, I went to a party at the Peanut Circus. There were a few of them, all were quite wild and they kinda run together. I think this was the one where I wound up making out with a girl on the hammock, sleeping with her on the futon in the basement, and not having sex (there was a rumor at one point that the people witnessed having sex on the futon were us, but that was later debunked).
Ah yes, good times.
Oh, and if you ever get a chance to fool around with someone on a hammock, do it. Much fun.