Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

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Oh, Inverted World

It’s FRIDAY! (Or, Pizza Day in elementary school, thank you.)

I am currently sitting on my couch with the laptop in, of all places, my lap thinking about how I could possibly put into words everything that happened to me last night. Really, it’s quite difficult to even think about it. Not that it’s anything traumatic or even bad — very much the opposite. It’s one of those things that is almost too wonderful to put into words. I think I should try though.

Be warned: I get long-winded when I’m not excited about things. This could get out of hand pretty fast.

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It’s Saturday afternoon.

Jason the Mexican and I just got back from thrift store shopping and I must say that we had a fantastic time. At least, I did. I don’t know if Jason did. He wasn’t weeping, crying, shouting, or anything like that when we were finished, so I think it’s safe to assume he did too. Jason DOES have a tendency to cry whenever we go out. Mostly, it’s either caused by “horrible, horrible music” or because we went to some “stupid store.” I think for the record I would like to say, “Go to hell, Jason.”

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