Why I like my friends.
(and why I will cry like a girly girl when I leave)
(and why I will cry like a girly girl when I leave)
Popped into Games Paradise to get nerded up.
Strolled through the Spanish Quater festival.

Observed some craaaaazy fruits. Yummy lunch of tapas and sangria.


Afternoon of Chardonnay, small plastic boats, treasure and tentacles.


As DV mentioned at ForBattle, the 14 year old nerd boy is never far away.
One day lad, all this will be yours.

A fine Sunday was had by all.
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