One beats me up and the other is an ex. But I love them all the same.
Tonight also marks the first night I have ever used one of those photo booths where you pay heaps and get your picture taken. The people I took the picture may not realise it, but it meant a lot to me, cause I never really do that kind of stuff. It is surprising that I felt comfortable with that group of people to do it, they are my usual crowd of friends. But now I have a picture to help me remember them.
It was a fun night and I am glad that I went, even if dinner was ho hum.