...But you taste so yummy. Driving on the Interstate at night is just about the scariest thing ever. Remember my whole "invisioning deer around every curve and behind every bush" thing? Yeah. Except now, there really are deer, and they're really big and scary. And there were lots and lots and lots of deer smears on the road on the way to and from Gillette. More fresh ones on the way back because it was dark an dthey were freshly hit. Gross. I think some of them were coyotes or something like that, 'cause they were awful small.
Anyway, enough grossness.
Bowling lasted until 10:30am. Then I rushed around town trying to find Powerball tickets for my parents. The first place I stop has a broken machine and can't get tickets to print up. The second place has a broken keyboard to the computer dealing with the cash register. They had to add up everything by hand. Ha. And there was a line. I get the tickets and go. 85 MPH the whole way. And I'm still a couple minutes late for my appointment. Had some x-rays taken, cleaning, and I'm done.
Smelly Cat seemed happy to see me. So happy that when I thought he was going to nuzzle up to me and be nice, he bit me on the lip and told me he wanted food. It was a love bite, so it didn't hurt, but it suprised the heck out of me.
I brought the Nintendo DS home to show the family my new game. Mom and Ashley thought it was cute and played with Sampson for a bit, and talked to him like you would talk to a puppy. Ashley tried to teach him some tricks, but he's programmed to my voice. Dad thought it was silly, and that Aaron likes gadgets haha, which is true.
For my birthday dinner, we went to Bootleggers in the Clarion Plaza, which is a 1920s based Italian restaurant, I had the Seafood Stuffed Chicken Breast on angelhair noodles with alfredo sauce. It was super yum.
Then there was the drive home, filled with deer and roadkill. Sweet.
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