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last night, we went over to jason's townhome in beautiful south elgin. upon entry, i nearly shit my pants, because you should see this place that this 26 year old guy owns. it's big and beautiful and full of the kind of furniture you only see in ritzy catalogues. i hate when people my age have so much more than me; it's very disheartening.

envy aside, we had a wonderful time. gina and brian brought their dog to play with jason's dog, and that was the only irritant of the night. every other minute, one of them would be bellowing out one of the dogs' names. "mercedes! stop eating your poop!" "tyson, stop licking that other dog's balls!" drinks were had, food was eaten, and games were played. chris and i make quite a formidable team in "catchphrase." this is because we have a combined i.q. of more than six hundred. this is also because we worked out an intricate cheating strategy ahead of time.

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