Once upon a time in the summer of oh nine the three of us went to see a roller derby match. The experience was like nothing else I have ever seen. Everyone should experience it at least once in their life.

Yep. Belly Dancers.

Girls beating up girls via roller skates.

After the match I tried to do a trick off of a cement wall. Injured myself. Then I tried to ride this bike with the weird handle bars. I managed to stay injury free on the bike. Apparently the key to staying injury free is not to do tricks. B.O.R.I.N.G.

Later on in the night I met Matti, Dave, and
Moriah. Two new friends, and one old friend. I laughed all the live long night at our winning conversations. It will forever be known as the pony and peach night in my head.
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WHY the HELL were you MARRIED when I was SINGLE?!?!?!?! Girl...love that your living it up!
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