Tyler Tier Two
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Written with a loving hand by kitt some time around 20:38 on 7 December 2005
Communal dinner tonight was dee-lish-us group-made pizza, sponsored by Vinny. We pretty much showed up, threw everything on pre-made stretched dough, waited 15 minutes, and chowed down.
Usually, when half of us are here, Tyler gives a call to Heather, to ask what he should bring. Tyler generally shows up late, so having him bring the missing items works very well.
Well, today, I received the call.
We were all shocked.
Apparently, I'm Tyler Tier Two.
Update: Crap! Crap crap crap! I'm not tier two! I'm tier three! Oh, boo!
Tyler called Chookie first, and didn't get through. Sigh.