Today 1922: Irish Revolutionary, Micheal Collins, shot to death

Last night was a very interesting, a good friend and I played a game, watched a movie, and had a fight. Not the kind of fight you would imagine. We were playing scrabble and for some reason pieces went flying, DVD cases broke, and water may have been involved. Before that I went to get my phone fixed. When I was in the parking lot I fixed my phone. It wasn't really broken. After that, but before Scrabble, My Mom and I helped my Uncle and Aunt who were lost in France and in need of a place to spend the night. After all of this, I ate some real homemade Italian food. Muy Bueno! Before all of this, the aforementioned friend suprised me by showing up at my work. One problem, I wasn't there. So she came to get me. Then we relaxed at work with Iced Mochas. Mine was white and hers was chocolate. Liberals might like to point out that this maked me a racist. Oh well, I don't care what they think because they don't matter. What a wonderful day. Too, bad you didn't read it in order.

for now