Sunday was immortalized through the consumption of 4-5 cups of coffee, and then Marty’s work in progress tripple mocha cappucino device, then the playing of Mario Party II while getting drunk and doing laundry for the rest of the day. The end of immortalization came after Phil and I ventured to the new Mongolian Super Buffet and proceded to eat all the food up. That place was packed for a Sunday at 8pm. Seriously, what the shit. It was good.

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