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I got a text from Ty when I got off work today. Yes, that means he did, in fact, get out of jail this evening. When I claled him he was at a restaurant having a steak dinner. That's aweosme, way to get out of jail buddy. I was really happy. But, on the other hand I have to ask myself, is that something really worth being so happy about? I mean, the guy went to jail, and frankly, the getting there part really really pissed me off because of the position he put me in. Had I stayed any longer I would have been involved in the whole thing, but then again had I stayed I could have prevented it. Who knows.

Anyway, the fact is he's out now and on the way home. He asked me if I wanted anything on the way home, so he's bringing me some sushi, a loaf of white bread, and a beer. The beer's for me.

Welcome home, Ty. Change the litter box. It stinks.