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The Pistons game at Emagine was fucking insane. It was so much fun. Me and my boy Lerno went and saw it. Ben Wallace was fucking sweet [15 points, 17 rebounds & 4 blocks (I think)]. Biggins and Steve Knurick were there too. Some fag came with them, but I don't think anyone knew his name. I stole Steve's foam finger and blew $10 on some arcade game, I coulda won a $50 Best Buy gift card or MVP Baseball '04. Didn't win it. I was one damn point away. Ah, me and Lerno had a few talks about the ladies and then I got home at 11:55. So that was my night. You don't often get to go out to midnight on a wednesday during the school year, tonite was pimp.
No matter what I do, everything seems to come back to you. You're always on my mind. You're so...I don't think there's a word for this.
Pargs
P.S. Quote of The Night: "These two teams are like boxers, boxers waiting to be punched." Doc Rivers, on the game 3 of the Detroit/Indiana series.