That's what friends are for

So (Chris) leaves me a voice mail wanting to know if I want to do something yesterday.

I call him back and say "Sure, what ya have in mind?" and before I'm fully awake and comprehending it all I hear "I'll be there in about an hour."

Okay, that's cool. I get cleaned up and all that jazz. I talk to (Owen) and find out that he and Chris has already talked and he tells me that he'll be over after the gym.

They arrive close to each other about 4:30 and we headed off to Grizzly's for dinner and to wander the mall.

All was good aside from Chris playfully kicking my ass with his boot and messing up my back.

We got back to my place around 9ish after hitting Barnes and Noble on the way back.

Owen and Chris seem to have a wierd chemistry that I can't put my finger on. I like Chris (a lot) but it's just never happened. It's just really odd to have two of your friends having fun while you sit on your computer typing on your novel.

Oh well, as I said last night "At least somebody's getting some in my bed."

So yeah, between that and the wake up call earlier...

I'm real happy.