When the Evenin’ Sun Goes Down


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20) What Your Night Was Like

Sorry for the creepy picture, I couldn’t find a “night” scene I liked.

So I didn’t do that much tonight, nothing too interesting. But here we go: (btw I’m counting night at starting at 5:00 pm)

The first thing I did was go to an art show

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It was in our local gallery and was an exhibit of artwork done by the art center for disabled people. The pieces there were really nice, and if I had a had a house I definitely would have bought something.

After that I went and got a hamburger for dinner.

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After that I came home and read a historical fiction novel on the sinking of the Titanic, The Girl Who Came Home. I liked that it was written from the point of view of an Irish woman, but didn’t like the rest of the setup and constant switching from past to present, and all the characters.

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After I finished the book I was really in the mood for one of my favorite gangster/drama films:

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And that was it. Pretty basic and singular.

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But hey, who can party every night. It’s nice to just relax and enjoy a quiet night.

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To start the 30 Day Challenge from the beginning, go to Musical Madness

For the previous post, go to Why Were You Driven Away?

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For more on Goodfellas, go to 25 More Films of Christmas

For more on staying home, go to The Meaning of Nothing

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