So, it was supposed to be my night to cook. It didn't happen. Michael had his friends over to play Star Wars (I've described it before). So we had pizza for lunch. And had lots of leftovers. So I decided there really was no reason to cook dinner. I think Michael might have made himself another cheesesteak.
BTW -- having Michael's friends over to play Star Wars is like living in an episode of The Big Bang Theory.
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I'm a 17th level Scout/Soldier/Pathfinder Rodian secretly fighting the Empire on Alderaan.
I'm also a doctor.
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