the rest of my weekend consisted of playing poker with my friends saturday night and hanging out with my friend sunday helping him move chairs to his house for his sisters engagement party. poker was a lot of fun, i haven’t seen some of the people there for a while so it was sort of a reunion because we used to play every weekend or at least every other weekend. i still see some of the people but its more fun when all of us are together. sunday was fun, but for the weirdest reasons. basically my plan for sunday was to bum it out on the couch and watch some football (go patriots!!) and try to get a little work done, at least one of those things got sort of done. my friend calls me at like 11:30 asking me if i want to go and help him move chairs and tables from his grandmas and assorted sisters house to his house for an engagement party. so after moving about 70 chairs from his families house to his house, i was exhausted. my friend, his cousin and i celebrated our exhaustion by wrestling each other and trying to get each other to tap out. since they were cousins i was the subject of many 2-on-1s, it hurt. then at 8 my friend and i went out to dinner and after we had eaten we went back to his house to play super smash bros. brawl, i beat him quite handidly. that was my weekend in a nutshell.