The reentry, sucks. Cynthia has returned home and is heavily missed to be sure. The official countdown for India is at a frightening eight days...my word. Anyhow, last evening was spent with my two out of three homboys stephanzski and davey, and here is the story:
We all met up at the movies to see the Dark Knight...sold out. Our contingency plan was to come back to my place for some eats, pool and poker. Poker nights are always fun and usually consists of me fumbling my goofy way through Davey's poker intellect and Stephanz's green thumb. This was nice time (and i know what you're thinking: "tommy, are you wearing a Quailman vest??" the answer is yes). Stephanz and I caught a matinée showing of batman this afternoon. Prognosis: very good, but I walked out with both my socks and shoes still on
my feet.Next on my list: finish accruing items (both mentally and physically) for India, indian giver show on friday and Uncle Steve/Ant Debbie's garage sale on saturday. Awesome.
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