So I was gone all weekend.
First I slept over at Randi's.
Woke up. Picked up Colby. Went to Bangor. Sat through the lesson.
I don't mind if people tell a lot of stories as long as they're something I like. It wasn't that bad, even though Randi and Colby were bored out of their minds. rolleyes
For lunch we went to the baseball field and munched on munchies and watched the college dudes play baseball. DAMN, was that boring...
Blah blah blah. Long story short, we had a pretty good time, Randi and Colby talked about some guy in the class with us, we took the test and everything, stayed with Sally, met a five fingered cat, then went home.
And I lost all my money. smile
Good times, aye.
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