1/21/12
Journal # 3
Last night brought back some fond memories. I say this with a complete smile. The night blasted right into action as if I was running to the finish line of a foot race. Devin, Colby, Brandon, Chris and I were the wolf pack of Harrington before college and life took us our separate ways. We all remained in contact as good friends, but of course life is time consuming. So with out any of us knowing, we all came home this weekend and just like the movies all ended up at our favorite eatery at the same time. We all arrived laughing at the funny moment. None of it was planned but we were never famous for our plans anyway. We sat down to lunch the lot of us and told stories and caught up. It was indeed a memory for the books. After lunch we all moved from house to house of our parents saying hello and explaining the fun story. The phrase today is bar hopping but the wolf pack house hopped all over with laughs and stories. To erase any confusion, to the phrase "hopping" there was never any alcohol involved. Just five friends enjoying each others company. The night ended with all of us watching the series of Porky's. Never seen a bunch laugh so hard. To us porky's was the original American Pie and not saying American Pie was not completely roll on the floor laughing material. The group of us fell asleep on the floor with a few blankets and pillows. This was always the way. What a night it was. I sadly enough had to start work at seven the next morning but the night was memorable. I know there was summer and some vacation time but it was the first time the five were together since high school graduation two years ago. Time seems to fly. I had a few minutes of free time while at work so I figured I could write down the famous unplanned night.