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Well, I felt gross most of today. For a number of reasons that all occured last night, after we saw 'The Producers.' It started when we went to IJOP, for munchies. The "we" that I am refering to includes: Myself, Tarika, Rachy-rach, her brudah (Matth-ewwwww), his girlfriend (Holly), and Miranda. We were later joined by "Big Brother", who is also Andrew.
Everytime Big Brother is around, things get crunk.
I was not hopped up on adderall... and therefore I had fits of terette-like outbursts, like the good old days. We I-Hopped it, since Village Inn was closed. We always forget on monday nights, or at least Rachel and I always forget this.
There were festivities in Rachel's garage. We fixed up a ping-pong table, magically.
I won't go into too much detail, though.
It somehow doesn't seem appropriate.
Everytime Big Brother is around, things get crunk.
I was not hopped up on adderall... and therefore I had fits of terette-like outbursts, like the good old days. We I-Hopped it, since Village Inn was closed. We always forget on monday nights, or at least Rachel and I always forget this.
There were festivities in Rachel's garage. We fixed up a ping-pong table, magically.
I won't go into too much detail, though.
It somehow doesn't seem appropriate.