(Historical Notes: It’s funny, when these Digimon pajama party/picnic/meetup things started, they were the wackiest and noisiest things I’d end up doing all weekend.  Just click that tag down there and check out some of the older comics to see what I mean.  By this point, though, we were pretty much all OVER that nonsense.  That’s more or less the story of my entire congoing experience in a nutshell.  Heck, I was so tired, I couldn’t even be bothered to take a picture of the hallway we were awkwardly camped out in the middle of.)