October 18th, 2002


a shark could rip me apart with its rows of razor sharp teeth. Thus, I get to turn it into poop

After work most of the guys from work decided to go play some mini-golf. We were supposed to play for money but everyone seemed to get tired of playing serious and just started messing around. Jason and I had some fun anyway. After that we grabbed something to eat at Burger King because it was cheap, while everyone else went to Red Robin.

Angie and I came back here afterwards for a while to watch some TV, but she had to go to her parents house to dog sit. She's been feeling pretty crappy lately so she went to get some sleep. Now I sit here listening to Weird Al and contemplating sleep.