After sledding, we came back and napped for a bit. I rode home quickly to have dinner with my parents and family friends. dinner was good, the family is real into biking and Buffalo so it was good conversation.
On Friday night we heard from
(e:Robert) about this secret house party on the west side. In order to go to it, you needed to have emailed some guy, been accepted and put on as guest list, and have your ID checked when you got there since it was 25+.
(e:paul) emailed and got me in even though I wasn't old enough.
We got there and it wasn't as big of a deal as they made it out to be. It was still pretty fun though, even if house music isn't my favorite. Dancing was pretty lame. The building was the triangular one on at Rhode Island and Utica, kind of remuddled but going to become a new wine bar soon.
We saw Robert and Mickey, and
(e:Keith) who apparently thought I was 30. Wow, that has never happened to me. My youth really must be getting sucked away, lol.
We didn't stick around too long and headed home after 1. On the way
(e:terry) and I had an argument about the value of art that wasn't productive but definitely ridiculous. I'll have to post about it sometime. Paul went to bed and Terry, Alex and I stayed up listening to music and watching gospel songs about chicken. It was a happy camper night so it was so tough to fall asleep before 4.

This was the solution to not being able to fit their fridge in. The studs aren't even headered off.

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The leper rabbit

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Go forth, my brother! But do take care of your health and well-being.