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Crap on a Stick
...written on 2004-09-11, @ 10:41 p.m.
Today I got to lay around the house, rest, eat, and be thoroughly content until 2:30. Then Roth and I went to play golf with Kent and Jeff. I actually did fairly good, I even got to the green on one of my drives. :)
Then I came home and made a CD. Then Kayla and I went to Fiddlesticks. We gorged as usual. It was fun. On of the waiters slipped on the wet floor and hit a door and part of the shade came off. They were trying to figure out how to fix it and I yelled, "Duct tape fixes everything." He yelled, "Thanks."
Then our parents decided to go on an adventure to the nearby airport. It is a small airport like you would see on Northern Exposure or Mr. Deeds or something. Now I am here at home enjoying myself and the silence.
Courtney is being an ass. Grr.
I've decided to go out with the guy I like if he asks me out but if he doesn't then I won't be upset.