Holy crap what an amazing fucking weds-now.

So I was sick last weekend, kicked it's ass and lived to fight another day. Saw Batman which freakin rocked my world. Save a couple little issues I had... like some poorly shot fight sceens and Christen Bale looking like a hamster with chub cheeks in the batman mask (and sounding like Donald Trump). Again nit picking. But that's why the first Batman (which I saw today on TV) with Jack Nicholson and Keaton... will always be best. Though don't get me wrong, new batman is fucking amazing with Michale Caine, Morgan Freeman, and Leeam Nesson as an awesome supporting cast of characters.

Thurs was my last day of work, and that night was a drunkin greatness I will reflected on in a later entry.

And I have spent a great deal of time with My baby Michelle. Who is totally awesome, and is a lucky little thing who got to go see Wicked tonight (yes I'm jellous).

However, what a very reminiscent week this has been. First, Saw derek on Sat. Hadn't seen him in a while got to play cards have a good talk. Then tuesday night Alisha played poker with us and saw Batman on weds. And I hadn't seen her in I think a year, and it was great and I was glad and I miss being able to kick her but and talk to her about why softball sucks.

THEN...tonight.. I'm sitting back and my phone rings... "Holy shit!" I say as I stand up and answer the phone, and who should be on the other end... my lovely darling cook in Seattle, Alena. I passed the phone around to the guys who were all happy to talk to her, and then I talked to her for a couple hours about this and that, about the cake fight we had back when, and jousting and how we were doing and how much the old days were great. How the best nights were just chilling at Olly's burning the oil singng some songs and passing the night away with a bottle of rum and a smile. We also talked about some of us making a road trip up there to see her, then she spoke of a vacation to come down and visit this summer. Which would be totally awesome because we all haven't seen her in a while and I think it would be great to hang out with her for a weekend.

AND THEN... I find out... Olly party tomarrow night. Holy shit, we haven't had one of those in over a year or so as well. I tell you what blast from the past this enture weekend.

Good movie seeing, giant margarita and beer drinkin, last day workin, romantic moments with my sam, sister graduation, catch phrase playin, cop story swapin, old friend chatin, and soon to be bonfire lovein!

Good start to a GREAT fuckin summer!