I have a similar story to Rachel's.
It goes like this:
It was near the end of the night. I found myself on a pool table, nearly asleep. Kat was across the room. And then, sprinkled here and there...and everywhere, couples. Oh joy.
Bleh.
But the concert was fabulous, and the after-concert was fabulous as well (outside of the coupleness).
And I'm really kind of giddy right now...