October 6th, 2001



Well, John didn't feel well last night, so lasagne plans evaporated. I think we'll surprise everyone and do it on Sunday, getting up and getting it made early, before we go to baseball, so all we have to do it pop it in the oven afterward.

It was a nice, quiet night, though, even though "we suck" for not going to karaoke, I think going to bed at a reasonable hour was a good thing.

The yuppie-scum landlord (Theirs, not mine) is remodeling the garage into a studio apartment. I'm not exactly certain it's legal construction, I'd think, after years of use as a garage, there might be some haz-mat issues. Part of me wants to call DCLU and see if it's all on the up and up. Especially when they start drilling concrete at 8:30 on a Saturday morning.

At the moment, I'm waiting for John to freshen up, and then we're off in search of Red Mill burgers. Mmmmm. And a shake. That's what I want. A thick, creamy milkshake.

Enjoy your Saturday!
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