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What A Great Night....

SO... Last night I was exhausted and unmotivated to do much of anything. I got called to cover the check-in table until one of the Night Supes got in and agreed (anything but doing homework sounded good). Shortly after the night supe arrived, I taught a girl how to knit, which was really fun. Then Louis came over on a surprise visit, and we decided to play games in the lobby and order a pizza (which I had a coupon to receive for FREE!). So he picked out Operation, cuz he had never played before. I picked Sorry. We started with Operation, which only had to of the pieces for "removal" - the piece of toast/bread and the wishbone. So we took turns, and then put those pieces in other slots to increase the difficulty :) That lasted maybe ten minutes. But it was funny because everytime we touched the sides of the slots and the buzzer went of, we jumped or gasped.... Then on to Sorry. Louis got like two Sorry's in a row after I had advanced some of my pieces from the home start. He had two guys in the safe zone while I still had two guys at start. The game progressed and things started to turn.... Suddenly, I looked and we were both so close to winning! We were both waiting for the 3 card to win... In the end I won, but that's not the point. It was just a great time. We ate free pizza and shared the leftovers with the people working the check-in table. And then we played a card game called Gin (which has nothing to do with drinking, by the way) and we did that for quite a while. Then my 88th wind kicked in and we started running around the lobby. Louis was chasing me and I was running away, giggling my "I'm excited and this is fun" giggle and having a grand old time (at 1:30 in the morning). To say the least, we were up late but it was an amazingly fun time, with lots of laughter and good conversation, and a much needed break from the seriousness that life sometimes has to offer...
Until next time, dear friends.
Kate

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