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Triggered Memory of the Day:
Was in Kayla's room, and I saw a poem Di wrote for her and started laughing my ass off.
Almost exactly a year ago from today, it was Kayla's birthday that week. Friday night came about, and the pub downstairs was open. Catherine and Jenn decided that for Kayla's 19th birthday they should get her a stripper. They persuaded a friend (who shall remain nameless) to do it. He came by around 1-ish, completely plastered, into a room full of girls. You'd have thought that would've stopped him, but noooo, he went right at it. The song? Sting's Desert Rose, ahaahahahaha. I've never listened to that song the same way ever since, roflmao. Will post the poem here laters :D Anyway, Catherine took pictures, he never went all the way, and Kayla and I were trying hard to squeeze into a corner of the bed away from him. A year later, it still cracks me up to think about it, hahaha.
Mm, Chris is here and he baked a chocolate cake for Kayla. Yum! :)
Currently listening to: Pearl Jam's Better Man
Current emotion: Chocolate high!