Monday, July 21, 2008

Last night was Game Night II at my friend Matt's house. The whole purpose of Game Night was to stay up all night and play board games and eat, but some of the boys brought their laptops to play DOTA. (Lame.) So when I got there, half an hour late I may say, the party was already in progress. Most of the food was gone, but whatever was left was delicious.

After I ate and mingled, a few of us got to playing a rousing game of Taboo. The second round of Taboo was boys versus girls, or penises versus vaginas, and of course the vaginas won in the end. After we put away Taboo, someone suggested this game called "Pictionary Telephone." "Pictionary Telephone" is a game where everyone has several sheets of paper, as many as the number of people playing, and they write a pictionary word down. Then they pass the paper over to the person on their right with the word on top. When the next person gets it they put it on the bottom of the pile and draw what they think depicts the word. Then they hand that to the next person with the drawing on top and they put the drawing underneath and write what they think that person's picture was. So basically, you rotate word drawing word drawing and everyone is doing something until it comes back to you. From this game we got things that started off as a "snickerdoodle" turning into "dog getting raped." Or, the best one yet, "refried beans" turning into "microscope" to "stove moon" to "warm banana," and ending up as a banana in a martini glass. After a game of that, everyone wanted to play and I we had another round. I dont think I have laughed that hard in a long time.

After that we played Cranium and were pretty drained by then. And then I just watched the other games in progress because I was too tired to partake in anymore. I was supposed to catch a ride home, which would be super close, with G, but he was into his dota. Then that guy that messed me up last year, lets call him "TK," offered me a ride home. I took it. And we talked about school, his new gf, summer, hanging out, get lunch, going golfing, and how he's leaving in two weeks. Ok now I ask myself, "Is this a chance to fix our friendship with each other?" This could be. He was one of my best friends before everything ever happened and then kind of drifted. So because I have to go, I'm going to just say its good to get that off my chest.

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