to hold you close and dry your tears
Hmm. Woke up around noon time. I guess Jhermaine was being serious about going to Great America again, as he went again yesterday. Anyways Chester asked if I wanted to go play some basketball, so after I completely woke up and ate lunch I went to the rec. Tom was there too when I got there. We didn't play any games, but shot around for a long while. Simply put, I was shooting the lights out. My great shooting carried over to our traditional games of horse, where I took both games, heh.
Chester, Tracy, and I kicked it afterwards out in Dublin. I'm so freaking mad at myself. All day I said I was going to buy two copies of one magazine. After I got home, I realized I forgot to buy the magazine. Silly me. Why do I want the magazine, you ask? Well, the well written articles and reviews, of course. Yeah, right. Check out
Courtney Day. So cute, so cute. One of the prettier import models I've seen in a long time. Finished off my evening by watching the Ducks beat the Devils in overtime, and with some good ol' W3 action.