Yes. Homecoming was like forever ago. It was on October fourth. But that doesn’t mean I can’t post it, right? Well we had like eight different cars for homecoming and we went to Jinja for dinner, except that we actually made reservations at the one in Santa Fe (because we don’t have very good planners), but the manager man was very nice and let us sit outside. in little booths and stuff. We had a fun time. I suppose. Except Thomas (third one in from the left) went and cried in a corner for an hour because he felt “unloved and nobody wanted him there” all out of self pity. And he was our ride. And we all danced near the indie kid group and they are all like seven feet tall and gorgeous. And I adore them. They are like my idols. So yeah. I was happy. And when we got out of the convention center, it was raining and I literally sank into a dirty downtown puddle. And we played Marco Polo in the parking lot with these guys. And we finally found Thomas in the car. And he was all moody and sulky like he always is. And Anna and I went home and had fun. Much much fun. And then last year’s homecoming picture, stupid picture guy made us bend over. That was when Marcus wasn’t gay and dating Richelle as you can see. So this year’s theme was Gotham City. And it was awesome. “You wanna know how I got these scars? Well I was eating a sandwich…” Enter batman in a cheap too short cape and a overly dramatic gravely voice. LOL. And last year’s was Night at the Roxbury.
