Slopfest after slopfest.

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At the Grahm's house, I was talking in the kitchen with Kirk, Chris, and Wes. Kirk's stalker (after calling 50 times and being specifically told to not come over) walked into the house and stomped upstairs, somehow not seeing Kirk. We grab Kirk, grab the car keys, and run outside to Chris' car and drive around until she leaves. Kirk does't even have shoes on.

Discussing her bizarre behavior, Wes nailed it:
"Kirk, did you take something very precious from her? And is she very religous?"

Kirk's silence was really the perfect confirmation.

"She just stomped in here! She didn't even say hi to mom and dad, did she? She didn't, did she?"
"No."
"And did you see her sweater? It was RIDICULOUS."

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Went to a pub (a pub!) that we had all driven by a million times growing up in Memorial but had never been to. Phone conversations: "Hey. I'm at SHAKESPEARE'S! Yeah man, Shakespeare's! I know, me neither! Come hang out."

I was there with a group of boys and one other girl. The boys rolled out suddenly: one was pouting that another boy never answers his calls, and another boy's ex-girlfriend showed up - he jumped the fence he was leaving so fast. And they did not say proper goodbyes.

It didn't strike me until this morning when I was going over the night with my brother. "Man.... like, SACK UP."