Good Friends
Well, I'm back. The weekend was nice. Everyone seems to be doing very well. Jim got to see the Interpretor, I got to eat chicken quesidilla's twice, Will and Sarah got to sleep in, Bon Jovi let us rock all night long, and we all met the fockers.
It's nice to be home, but it's time to start packing and begin the move. 4 years of living in the same house and being a pack-rat may come back to haunt me...
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