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This weekend was a riot. I realized with even more certainty that my boyfriend and the husband of my oldest and dearest friend were separated at birth and are virtually the same person. Saturday afternoon and well into the night they talked sports, cars, video games, more cars and acted like 10 year olds, climbing my staircase railings to the shelf below my loft and into my loft....because they were drunk and wanted to act like monkeys. Then they got so involved talking about all of these things they have in common, they didn't realize how completely obliterated they were getting and ended up with horrible hangovers the next morning. I found out Sunday morning that Ben outdrank Jason by 3 or 4 beers.... Jason is 6'4 and outweights Ben by, oh, 40+ pounds. Ben was severely inhibited yesterday, poor thing. But he had a blast on Saturday. So did the rest of us. We played card games and laughed at the boys. Amy, Brad, Carl and I drank, but not excessively. Angie can't drink because of the new little McCammon she's carrying around. So all in all, it was a great time, and my closest HS friends got to finally see my house. :) Yay!