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So after a few beers and an extremely scary movie which had four grown women screaming and crying and rolling around on the ground, Dani and I named my fish Goomba. I also lost every pong game I played the next night, falling over Mikey Bags while racing him for the ball for a roll-back and drank far too much and puked my brains out. The weather was nice, but now it's gotten cold again and I'm looking into plane tickets back to NY for a visit.