We're at the clubhouse because we went to watch the game on the big screen. Good stuff. They started playing episodes of How I Met Your Mother afterwards and we were too lazy to move, so this is pretty much what we've been doing for the past 4 hours.
I don't think that it's possible to be satisfied with life. Or at least, by the time you're satisfied you should be on your death bed. I mean, how can you be satisfied when there's always someone else you can meet, something else you can laugh about, and the possibility of finding new things that make you happy (not to mention I still need to go white water rafting and on a hot air balloon ride). This is what happens when I have too much free time. I should stop being so pensive, it's hurting my brain.
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