Had awesome fun at the PWAQ show last night. Even if it was exceedingly awkward to sit next to the uncle I don't speak to very much for forty-five minutes of silence before it began.
Again, Ash Riot = sweet awesome. Mark Davis, who incidentally shares his name with my brother's friend, was surprisingly good. And yeah, I like Esteban Molina. Quite a bit.
Unless my neighbour Grace has a doppelganger living in Logan Central, I think she was sitting two rows in front.
I've seen someone over the last few days who looks exactly like someone else, but I just can't think of who either of them were. Damn my memory is crap.
Prezzies! Got two scratchies from Mum & Dad, plus they bought my ticket last night, and a dinner of anything I want, anywhere, anytime. Won $25 on the first ticket and $12 on the second - apparently it's also my lucky day, too. I probably should have started tidying my room in preparation for the monster packing job so the insurance's painting people can come in whenever they decide to actually do something about the water stain coming through our ceiling from the November storm, however...I didn't feel like spending my birthday boxing up Ring of Honor stuff. I much rather would have done what I actually did, which is watch the finals of the Tag World Grand Prix '08, Face With A View & Duel and Duality.
Ergo, I have finished all the DVDs in the massive Chikara order, so I think it's moving on to the two PWAQ DVDs I got last night, then another order to SmartMark Video for any '09 stuff already put out. Maybe go back and fill in some of the blanks between The Sordid Perils of Everyday Existence and Deuces Wild - the Trios Tournament, Two Eyebrows Are Better Than One, etc. Maybe even back so far as Bruised, or the '07 Young Lions Cup.
And damn, do I love Shayne Hawke. HAWT.
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