I had the best.time.ever. last night.

We went over to Ross and Rachel’s to watch the NFL Draft (fun, fun… NOT!) and afterwards Rachel and I played on her old Super Nintendo!

I know- we’re major losers. I don’t care. We had the best time- and now the poor boys are going to have to watch us on our mission to defeat Bowser.

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Do you guys even remember Bowser?

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Anyway- it was so much fun and brought back a ton of memories. Mario was pretty much the only game I could play- and I was totally awesome at it. I used to manipulate P into “playing with me.” I would put it on 2 player but only plug one controller in. She thought she was playing one of them, but I was playing both.

I loved being an older sister sometines.

Anyway, it was a ton of fun- but mostly made me remember of my sedentary awkward chubby elementary school days, and afterward I felt like I needed to run a couple miles so as to avoid any possibility of her returning again. Fun times.

I have to say-playing at 26 might have been even a little better than playing at 10 or 11. I mean- for one thing I had the freedom to throw down the “d word” instead of the usual, darn, crap, and dang it back then. I’ve also never played after a glass of wine- not that it impaired me at all, but still- defintiely something new. Also- I most definitely didn’t have a boy in the room when I played back then (ha ha).

I look forward to playing again, and I must say- PS3 has nothing on Super Nintendo.