My body nearly gave up on me this year. I missed the entire first day (nearly) due to exhaustion.
Declan had some weird croupy cough Saturday night, so we brought him to emergency as a
just in case. We were there from 10pm to 2 am. Now that's good, efficient healthcare.
On to FiTC;
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Craig had a nice dinner for some of us at the Korean Grill.
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Grant and Bobi came over to meet Declan and for some BBQ.
- I saw some pictures that looked suspiciously like
Gmunk,
Hoss,
Marcos and
Colin in a hot tub.
- Watched the sun come up with Dale, Marcos, Simon and
Shawn.
- Someone made the mistake of saying "Hugh's more Scottish than you." To Hoss.
HOSS! Seriously. I just kind of looked and thought, "That's not even close to true."
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Tink's newly bald head makes me want to rub lotion on it. C'mere you silly bastard!
- Shawn didn't make me pay for anything. Which is really nice.
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Mario and Alexandra once again show themselves to be truly nice people. And honestly, Mario's sincere enthusiasm just gives you more energy.
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Josh is one bad-ass poker player. So is Mario. Who knew? So I only won one game.
- Had to watch
Lordalex explain once more that, "yes, really, my name IS Lordalex." That's always fun.
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Joshua gave me a nice print.
- Shawn yelled at me. I might have deserved it.
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John continues to rock. Even with short hair.
Chris rocks, too, just not as hard or as well as John. It's not personal. It's a fact.
- I
finally remembered
Phillip and
Keith's name(s). For some reason, I continuously forget both of their names. So I feel better. And they too were good sports about my particular personal foible or forgetting some names.
- No chance to wrestle Bradley, but give it time. And Chicago.
- Met
Aral and
Niqui. Two very nice people. First I called Aral "Raul" (honestly, when he spelled it, i thought that's what he said). And I thought Niqui was Autralian. Turns out, South African. At least she was a good sport about it.
- I DID forget more names than I remembered, but still it was great.
Another year gone. Another boatload of braincells given their pink slips.
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